Thousand of miles, sailing and sailing
The hedges and ditches, veiling un-veiling
The achievement of mine, when sweep the sky
I never knew will make me shudder and cry
I saw a corpse when startled at me
Lumping along-along with me
I was hiding my face from its sneer
It was asking about my entire souvenir
I was reluctant for what all happen
Is it possible? I was in sixes and seven
While Whirling along with this new fangled world
I never new by this global warming I will be swelled
Now each drop of water turned gulper
But they are only my thirst helper
Scrambling and staggering when I shattered
I found myself every where in water
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