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by Satish Verma Feb 27, 2015 category : Nature, environment / nature
To search you I am burning my wheels. Put your hands on my shoulders for opening the book. To read the message between the words. When the time comes I want you to smear my ashes on the stones of footpath. I want them to walk on me and dissolve their steps. Stop looking at me. To reach you I am burning my bridges.