THE SCREAM OF SOLITIUDE
In the midst of dusk on the zigzag path
After noon's nap, I walk in vain.
Nothing but the humming of Mosquito
makes cloud above my brain.
Overcast silence saddened me, though
I relish the scream of solitude.
My loneliness then stands beside me
holds my tip of finger with servitude.
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