These days in the morning,
the sun seldom rises
and yet, the birds sing and
yet the clouds dance.
Smoke from my neighbour's house
screams from the children next door
and yet, there is a far-away ambulance
and a distant retirement home.
NITIN ranjan
These days in the morning,
the sun seldom rises
and yet, the birds sing and
yet the clouds dance.
Smoke from my neighbour's house
screams from the children next door
and yet, there is a far-away ambulance
and a distant retirement home.
NITIN ranjan
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