satishverma
Given Dark
Category: /General/
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Not afraid of any 
jinx, hearing strange voices in
brain and very loud screams.
Comes rolling down, the
fear stops, of fire of seeds
still unborn in pods.
You pick up the words
in trance and start prophesying
of bare wounds of dawn.
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