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Jun 2019
A thirst for seeing-
you again in sleep, dreaming
of sacred altar.

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Making sacrifice
of all your proceeds of pen
and burn black roses.

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Dazzled, the life was
jealous of you, walking among
jewels of fallen.
Written by
Satsih Verma
71
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