Mosquitos Agony
They fight to death
Drenched by thirst
No need to resist-
Their Waterloo
They met
They sip little
And leave the jar
Harmless, they are-
They purge that little
Hope for more, undeterred
Do they last days?
Before they're taken preys
By the erring humans-
This austerity doesn't heal
Their agonies I feel
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