As if the mountains will soon shift in twilight
As if the skies will rupture with a downpour
The earth stirs up trouble via a hurricane
The dark night reign with an invisible terror
As if teardrops has become so contagious
As if the noisy streets will turn so tranquil
The raucous children on a napping break
The hot sun vanishes for a vengeful torrent
As though miles has abruptly turn into inches
As if the new dawn got blemish on the sun
The waters turn red amidst the purity therein
The skies oozes hail when storms are vague
The moon recedes and allows darkness punishes
An enormous pleads for clemency from dwarves
Walking twenty miles home with no transport fare
Asleep someplace on a cold floor yet a bed waits


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