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Is there a Way Out of This

It is Suffocating

All things in Life dont come Udone

Didnt You know It was Coming

Give me Succour O Kind and Compassionate

Ship is Blown to Smithereens

Tha Harbour is Broken

No let Go

It is the Time of the Year

Of Tumult and

Turbulence

The Shore has Abandoned

Where is the Oar

Swimming against It will not Do

Have to Go over the Crest

Waves they Come and Keep Coming

It is Building Up

Never seem to end at the

Shores

Torn Asunder

Thrown

Have a Premonition

Of Desert Sands Beckoning

A Land of Varied Hue

Of Colour

The Cruel Sun

And Parched

Earth

You are the

Knower

Call Centre to The World

Your Vantage

Can Sift The

Ill Tidings

Turn it Around and Play

Desert

Dryland Blues

After All

From Your

Point of View

Facing the Aftermath

Of Times' Wrath

It Has To be

Then Take Me In Your

Wingspan

Let Me Transmigrate To

The Marshland Of It All

Where Dawn

Is About To Break

Or Is There Still

Time To

Slip Unto

The Darkness

Before The Morns' Munificence

Is It Possible To

See the

Possibility of It

Dawning Unto

This Soul

This Is The

Lateral

Get Into Earths'

Womb and

Sleep

Nothing Can Save You

You have Strayed

Misinformed

Lied to The Benefactor

About Letting the

Secret Out

About

Sighting

The Songbird In

The Garden Of

Time

Good Morning Not Yet

But It Is

Official Now

It is Dawn Unto

Earth

Welcome To The

Poets' Den

Have a Cuppa That

Cheers and

Watch the Spectacle

Of Another Day

Just About To

Unfold Not Yet But

Ensured Be You

There Is Hope

Before The Suns'

Shutter Is Up

Call At Its Business Hours

Ask The Clouds

Let It Clear

And Life Stares

Another Morn

Let It be

Good