I was trudging along the busiest Street
Of the city, full of din and bustle;
A claustrophobic atmosphere suffocated
My deeply sorrowful inner heart.
Suddenly a stranger held my hands
On the sidewalk, drew me to a dark lane,
It seemed to me the darkest lane on earth.
Entering I scared a little not to know
What would be stored for me.
I heard a loud noise coming from behind,
I became fainted with its horrible agony.
When I woke, I rubbed my eyes in wonder,
For sunlight entered my bed and there was
Full of light in my bedroom glowing highly.
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