The ghost of my minty home

Stood rickety in skeletons;

And that of the Tulsi rustled,

Who once had cured my knees.

The greens that once bore pinks,

Now was left all abandoned in brown.

The weathered walls lay in crumbs 

But the velocity beside it only increased

The roads that grew taller than the gates

All waved, as I breezed by.

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