July 31, 2007
Am tired
Not able to stand
Just a mound of ash
On the ground I lay
Scattered
As the wind blew
From a breeze
Into a gale
Flew me up
To the zenith
Fleeting
I plunged
To the abyss
An endless fall
Into that void
Am tired
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