Mr. Unknown is born
with a bang
with a flash
much to see
pen and pad will do
writing it all down
time taken for granted
left with a page or two
a masterpiece all but complete
eager for a storm
here come the clouds!
excitement in the air
never seeing rain before
looking down in horror
why must the ink run?
with a flash
with a bang
Mr. Unknown is dead
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