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Satsih Verma
Poems
Nov 10
****** on the Table
Luminous, your head
rests on my chest. I pick the soil
under your feet and apply it on your forehead.
The old love speaks
in a different language. Now the
meaning has changed into greek.
I do not know when
the day ends with the sun. The
guest will come in the dark.
#life
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Satsih Verma
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