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Why I whistle so hard?

I am whistling

my soul out

do not know

what is the joy all about

on a cottage

atop a lonely hill

I weep

in staccato

and when quiet

I whistle

hard

shimmers of Sun rays

greens of oaks

neatness of tea gardens

do not help

something

is out of knots

deep inside

no other person need worry

why I whistle

so hard!

 

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Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

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