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Oct 2017
Backlash of scars
becomes glamorous.
It was not my fault.

Pulverized temple―
rebuilds the god lying
in dust.

Miracles are no more
relevant. You treat the ending
as part of rebirth.

******* plundered―
galaxies were ready to
reglitter the dark moons.

Why to hide anything,
when you don't possess
any earthly gifts?
Written by
Satsih Verma
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