satishverma
My Power was Love
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Will not inaugurate the
pain of truth for blood. Whether eyes
or the moon, I won't have a standoff with the sky.
What would have prescience to
kill the twilight. Dream merchant was not my
oracle. I will keep licking my wounds
A marbled affair. I
will dig the grave with a golden shovel.
The hybrid has brought a broom.
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