Need of mortal life
Question of their survival
My eyes had seen them
Yes words of “SAN” my both eyes
Men Robbing river
Without caring about her
And her awful health
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NOW HOMING
Enjoying the cool sky without sun
Agents of rain ,having so much fun
Two eyes of “SAN” is still watching
Black cloud in sky ,just roaming,
They are very tired,now homing
