‘The Last Wind’
The last wind faded now
and, I
moaned for the last sigh.
The candle was blown off
by the last wind.
I see ripped off things.
I saw-
The volcano of
the coup in ‘
a sudden wall there, in
and, finding Ottoman in
No
And,
Wonder?
Feeding pride.
Last fight.
Think about the soul.
The wind blows
at my back now.
Getting over is hard.
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