Minus Chill’s

With the early morning breezes , thinking is all black

With no hope of salvation, with more money to greedy love

Waited all long to the years  of separation , she called off the roads to unholy journey

How are you ! Can I ask 

How dare you , came reply

Unmasked faces with beautified smile

Fighting within , like firing hole 

Wood never questions to be in flames , 

Sky never asks for why !

In this era of long lasting belief , I hear you

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