The Spell..

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Whirling but, 
Fragrant winds 
 
Unsettling, 
Darker clouds
 
Lightening roots,
And deafening thunders 
 
I forget, emphatically
The unopened umbrella
 
As I wait, breathlessly 
For the first shower 
 
In me, 
The hidden child
 
Momentarily reborn
Into a trance… 
 
As I deluge,
The monsoon…
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