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Satsih Verma
Poems
Dec 2023
Whom I Dispel
It was not an orb
processing a moon. A spider measures
the length of the distant fly,
I have asked nothing.
The torch wants a pure vision.
Death will not come easy.
It is absurd to watch
the rose garden. The wolves
have destroyed the beauty of god man.
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