SICK..... Read Count : 13

Category : Poems

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I climb the hill of illness Everything seems to be different It feels like another world It relates with no one .......Oh! No! What a crucial it is  .........I wonder why.        .......... The cloud that overshadow the sun  The one that gives a great smackdown to the sun........ As bright as it is It beats to a pulp of low brightness It may come reflex .........Fears no one but the commander When will this end! Oh! Commander!!! .........when it comes The reverse it only know to the commander And can also be reflex....very veryreflex stones     ........the reverse is so powerful It dissolves it like; a petrol poured on a White coloured light foam...........  

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