A Dispassionate Touch

Toiling day and night
Flowing not-stop
Trying to make
One end to end meet
Taking all the goodness
Of life along with her flow
Servicing the community
Missing the initiation
With every intention
To meet my destiny
Which was nothing sweet
As told in stories
A touch that was
So salty
That I would never be able
To shake off the shock
Of travelling so long
Of a distance
To get
Nothing but
A dispassionate touch!


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