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Jun 2020
I am hurt, when I
don't know- whom I was
talking to in dark.

A lazy moon smiles.
I will do it again.
The ****** of boby thoughts.

Measure the real time.
The sulphur smells.
Someone was done for life.

How much will you need
for the blood of raccoon.
It promises not to wash
its prey in water.

My prayer will
save the golden peacock.
God sleeps for eternity.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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