satishverma
Matters Nothing
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Like a cheat love, 
moon sail, into the bushes.
I pluck a rose.
Leave me alone
under peach tree for a while.
The moon wants to talk.
Reeling in dark
to meet the guest of lake,
before he jumps.
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