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by Satish Verma Apr 6, 2020 category : Nature, environment / nature
In my assets you blaze. A past of you in my future torments the wait. Lynx-eyed you- nip the dark.Moon will rise after awhile. My kin, God's untouchables, were born with hoods. I am the snow you melt in nude.The natural thing, suicidal. Now the shadows lengthen.Solar eclipse was very near. I am going to drag out the eternal truth.