do i call this a loss
of fund
faith
and face
or an opportune moment
for a new construction
to live
not as a living dead
but to walk swift
altered neither by praises
nor curses
moving to reign the moon
expecting not
an angelic intervention
when i fail
or, to name that my fate
cherishing not the first place
but stay human watering
a sun scorched plant
in this parched land
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