The light having disappeared,
Dark bigins crawling.
The ferry-boat is shaken
With rain-storm.
Glee-bird picks feathers
During the whole night.
Two -footed being without shelter
Get overlaid to the depression-net.
Somehow or other
Consoling wind blows gently
By ministering contentment in mental state.
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