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An Acid Attack

by @satsih-verma

Sometimes I would look at the lame moon. For whom you were faltering? Perhaps, I was a mirror. You trip, fall and become a raw wound. One day I will touch you with my ragged hands, to heal my knife.

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Feb 26, 2017

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