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Jul 2019
Keeping the end at bay,
spurning advances in dark,
going for a witch-hunt.

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For the truth. The man and
the beast were one. You will not cry
for the sake of progeny.

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The swift fall of pen
breaks the barriers. There was no
one to read the scriptures.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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