The sky-scraping indigo coloured calling
A wild brook afferent calling
A drenched blooming branch of Champaka possessing calling
Ignored..mercilessly ignored...
You get down in the water
Dark-blue endless water
Disappeared
Since suppressing pain standing on the shore lonely...
Theory of ferrying not accomplished.
Now my calling conceived.
Some day would give birth devastating black fire.....
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