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Nov 2023
Conceptual pain of
poverty bleeds. Are you interested
in elimination of the brain?

The poetry was washing
the truth. Dharma cracks. The pain
does not remember the body.

I halt the whisper
of apotheosis. Every man is a god
What you say, god does not.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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