Evening, dawns.
A restless sleepless animal.
Never ending hunt.
Orion, it rises and sets,
The celestial hunter in Mumbai,
Keeps prowling, crawling, stealth.
Not a sound, not a murmur.
Regardless of the wind,
It's eyes set on its prey.
It shall survive,
Live,
Scream and proclaim.
I am alive.
Mumbaikar.
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