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The village lost in the wilderness of city

Date Written: September 12, 2017

The village was captivated in my arms

As it has its own charms

But when citites grew i lost my village

And its beautiful surrounding coverage

Narrow streets converted in broad spectrum

I missed my own continuum

Smells of muddy streets turned into concrete

The city filled thoughts to my discreet

Trees were cut storms of row houses built

My mind was filled with trific guilt

Meadows and gardens became restaurents

My life experienced its dents

Soil of village convulsed and city hissed

The smell of ustic birds missed

I missed my village with deep moan

And heard series of dep groan.




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