a not so good piece...
songs of the crickets,
enveloping this sleepy night,
but i'm still here with no regrets,
eventhough I'm all alone with no delight,
...cos at least I'm done with all the debts,
and I'll be free at least for a fortnight,
Tomorrow i'll be out of this green blankets,
On my way to catch my anticipated flights...
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