Revelation elation,
High on anticipation
Tension, attention,
too sick to mention.
I see stormy spring,
a fling, a tall drink
And too much rain
too soon, Mansoon.
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"Here lies, a morbidus of certain nutrix kind, expired untimely, though of restless mind, she was, alas, a victim of an artist's life."
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