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by Satish Verma Oct 31, 2015 category : Nature, environment / nature
A sin between us transcends hidden paths. I start digging endless questions. What was that interminable and esoteric? Give me a clue. Lift your hand and write the name of the recluse. I am connecting to unknown for the answer. we are all guilty here. Do not wait for me I have steered the boat towards the rapids. Without time a half moon will shift And I will weep for the fallen saint. Begging for the words beseeching the pernicious wounds I will go in hysteria. * The protagonist in Spanish Tragedy of Kyd.