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by Satish Verma Nov 21, 2018 category : Nature, environment / nature
You did not want to play- into the strength, of the other. Wrecking the pecking order, to become poorer, giving away your entire height? I could live, without your blasts, O sun, but I need my moon, for whole night. It pervades, the dark matter, in every pore. Like gingko tree I will drop all the pretentions tonight, and become leafless.