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The poet is full of despair of what he sees around his society and brings
forth the meaningless life the people lead.He curses him of being one at
the moment and suddenly finds a ray of hope in his existence on seeing the
mother skunk and its kttens rummaging the garbage for the leftovers for
survival.
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