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Jul 2022
You want to preserve the immortal
flame. Everything is to be left in the universe
when you close the door.

At this moment you
should be living with empty hands.
Only the metaphors would survive.

A little woman becomes a
goddess, wants to go into blue water
to search the rare living gems.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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