How am I to spend this monsoon?

 It starts in the pit of my stomach

And reins in the heart

Which once subdued 

Makes it reign supreme

Now, it is unamenable to reason

Please do ask of it, to leave you in peace

Though given it's string of victories it is unlikely 

I urge you to persist though

I am sure it will reply 

If you ask with sincerity, "How am I to spend this monsoon? "

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