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by Satish Verma Feb 12, 2020 category : Nature, environment / nature
It was a strange experience coming out of the body to understand the death. And I watched a train whistling by- then I understood, time will not wait for me. I started running against the moon- to forget the empty dream, catching a fever. I am still burning- in grass, collecting the dew, falling from the misty night.