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Satsih Verma
Poems
Apr 2017
This Living Death
Oh, templed god, why did
you snare the palmer?
The importance of being
the autonomous? I am trying to
stay away from me to keep
a watch on you.
The itinerant sorcerer had
become a legate of gold trade.
The flesh is for sale, the
small mouth with big hunger.
A fledging of scar has become
a bleed. The synopsis was out.
I am going to ask some question
from the bo tree today.
#life
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