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by Satish Verma Sep 6, 2021 category : Nature, environment / nature
A vinyl god hardens. Forsakes affinity. I take a dip in tears. Rains freeze in my turbulent eyes. The mist makes you disappear. Yes no meanings, you will find in the verses. Blood drips from the pen. A flock of startings sits in wait for? the sun to rise.