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Satsih Verma
Poems
Nov 2020
Analyzing Myself
What was the infinity
of pain in everyday life? At night
I scramble to catch moon!
You were always invisible
I collect dust under your feet.
Wanted to become like you O Buddha.
Sometimes you cry
silently in sun under sky. The
shade of Bo tree burns.
#life
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