A family
has members, and
They are
like flowers, protected by
Nearest
papaya-tree-trunks, a society
Holding
them, as if they are
Mighty scintillating
and big hands,
Swinging
and dancing in cool breeze,
From
childhood to adulthood,
Bounded
by walls of home,
Or
boundary walls, those are
Usually
built by human being,
Spreading
to many things,
And this
strangeness originates
Livelihood,
performing, swimming,
When
other members are onlookers, in peace,
Either in
the sea, beach being resting place,
Or in the
distress, other people spread hands,
For
recovery, bringing peace and panacea,
Here lies
longing for living in
The ocean
or on the ground.
incredible.
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