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Insane

Drenched in summer sunshine

Burnt in incessant monsoon rain

Obscured by transparent wall of glass

Picking age-old wounds to enjoy pain

Running away from silent cacophony

Befriending madmen to stay a bit sane

Tending storm stuck honeysuckles

Yet kept collecting disdain

Cocooned in love I laugh through my tears

Gracias a Dios for keeping me insane

Life’s balance sheet became healthy

Yet unsure what all did I gain

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Insane consumption of beverages