Just down my feet a little tremor
Creates untold shiver all over
When it touches my head and shoulder
I feel it nothing but a warning rather
Sun shines above me in sky
No more clouds but skin gets dry
With the winter breezes, I sigh
Some where I left my past to die
The rains of desperation and all pains
Gone are the days flown away in drain
Renewing a lost empire to gain
With refilling coins in a tight chain.
It’s a lost but not a loss of time
Hopes are tighter with new rhyme.
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