Opera Poem by Lity Munshi
Opera
Reading words on white pages
Crossing mind where storm takes place
Layer after layer mountain high
Down if i understand, too deep
Closer to fire earth hides
Wheels of few hours
Last seventy four days
Running now other lanes
I don't craft fair any graph
Lost, ling travelled aged enough
Firm to be found by whining home
Eternity plays opera
Before next neighbour's arrival
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