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Slightly indecently 
the moon was sleeping 
beside me in the dark room. 
There was a shift in the stance 
of window. No wind either was 
coming, nor going. 

Should you be calling me for an 
interview, be aware of the bipolar 
mood swings of weather. Sometimes 
it is hot, sometimes it was freezing. 
If you have a sharp knife, download 
it in spirit. 

The tribes are fighting for drugs, 
money, land and withdrawl syndrome. 
There may be a toss for a run-off. A rendezvous 
with tulips will make a big start. I am 
tired of paparazzo. There should not be 
a slide show - 
of truth and lies. The situation is very 
catastrophic. Whosoever wins will not 
bring drinking water to parched lips 
and light to dark books. Take me to 
last resort of pain. I am going to sleep. 

I stand tonight before the moon 
and commit suicide in a beehive.