Smiling damsel in the arena.
Dragging buffalo...? under the shower.
Occasionally baths, a thunder bath.
Never bothers, Nay day, Nay night;
drags and pulls, the two legged.
Without fuel.
He smiles; She giggles; nature also...
running on the horns;
the stone-footed culture.
Indeed to drive fast;
miserable life, unanswerable.
Like a small kid enjoys shower; his food.
Drags, crawls, climbs; the life is.
Without caring the feelings, Shouts,
'His' shouts 'Her'; to pour the wage to the wages.
Tedious, life; alone hers' itself,
the worth, not in action.
Direction-directs life partially, a fate.
22-08-06 10:55pm - 11:30pm
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