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Jul 2023
The model of man
surges ahead, and the observers
become observed. A rapid downfall.

Of humanity? Hundreds
upon hundreds. Was it not a crime
to burn the tomb of the unknown?

The barrenness of the
compound of a temple fakes a departure
of god of nonsense to divert religion?
Written by
Satsih Verma
130
   Nylee
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