It is the time the soul asks
What do you in search of ?
The same query but sans 
A drop of sarcastic puff !

I stuck in a silent ,
Wistful smile soothen the noice 
That may lead to a mythical lament
Controlling the walk out as a choice !

Lightning in the sky , threatened
those courageous touches of recogonition,
embraces its arms to the high, enlightened
by crossing those bitter barr...

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