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by Satish Verma Jun 2, 2020 category : Nature, environment / nature
After the sunset, the moon comes out whitewashed. An extremist flies a hawk. The bird's meet was disbanded. There was no mandate to decide the fate of eggs. I cannot think. After the arrest of an anarchist the cauldron was left to boil. The bones start melting. Step out from the dark. The blind men were protesting in the street against the sun. It is a small world. You meet me again and again.