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Feb 2019
I was not ready
to see the footprints of your
blood in my new poem.

This algorithm,
I will suffer if you don't
listen to subtle signs.

Moon was emerging
like a silent killer of doubt.
Someone draws curtain.
Written by
Satsih Verma
100
   --- and Sarita Aditya Verma
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