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The task was arduous
in some ways hazardous
the task was monumental
one could say even detrimental
but put on those shoes I must
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my raincoat I readjust
the thunder didn’t phase me as much
as the thought of stepping in that mulch
Oh I wish I could stay indoor
going out seemed like a tiresome chore
but put on these boots I must
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cause to these hunger pangs I must answer first
Like a fool I hadn’t stocked up on the groceries
If I had I wouldn’t have had such worries
So grabbing my bag I take a leave
A weary sigh I heave
As I trudge in the pouring rain
with every breath I battle the fierce terrain
Suddenly I stop, dead in my tracks, halfway to my destination
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A thought crosses my mind, hit with a sudden realisation
I had taken all, but
I had forgotten my wallet.
-Niyati Parab
Art created by Hazel
( the artist’s website https://hazeletpari.wixsite.com/hazelopines )
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