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The Last Straw

The moon was waning in those black skies.
The winding roads losing sight in the dark.
The ominous clouds started to rise.
“It could have changed altogether”, I let out with a sigh.
Would have taken me afar.
With the last straw, I was holding so high.
While in no time everything burned down to the ground.
Soaked in tears, the last straw sank without a sound.

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-Arun Bahadur Gurung

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