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by Satish Verma Jun 12, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
It came like a hail of leads. An avalanche of frog words. There was no apology for pods. Living in a seed vessel, was very precarious. It splits open from both sides. You stand naked amidst the barbs. Will ever the man will do god to a man? I come near the lake when moon lives. Something was wrong. He was looking very thin tonight. I was not prepared for the pink tears.