The ailment is not known
macabre thoughts come on
be it so of any power
one knows not for sure
sits heavy on the heart
Could it be for what?
a stress of the mind
or anything of that kind
unable to track the cause
as there are many flaws
both physical and mental
one of lack of immunity in total
another of dilemma in full
Why that happens so ?
as of all knowledge
it is not a verge
a definite wedge
that would not last long
forces an improvisation long
would be overcome with gusto
to enable a smooth sail in the go.
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