cloudy skies, stormy seas,
winds whisper and howl
twixt the mutfruit trees;
pup growls, shots fire,
monsters with friends' faces,
where beasts lurk in the mire;
creaking wood, metallic air
dust e're steadily falling
over every surface with care
glowing stream, bloated flies,
brahmin walk with madness
oozing out of their eyes
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