People come and go
Moving away
To new places
Looking for conformity
I am here
Allured by this sweet scent
Of champacas
In this mountain
Of contented tranquility
And like the tender
Flowers of dove
Orchids
Clinging to
The barks tenaciously
I have decided
To stay.
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