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Sep 2023
How will you go from
moon to god? Sometimes I feel like
drinking hemlock. Easy to die.

But this is denying the
god. This thinking is very cruel. Preparing
for invasion? Are you ready to open?

Flowers are coming near the
flames. Who will call honey bees?
It will be a collective suicide.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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