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by Satish Verma Jun 21, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
Opening night's silk, remembering you, under moon? walking on wet grass. You were not fake in a crowd of naked fakirs, taking bath in sun. The truth must come out to face the mother tongue, when god was killed. Where it hurts, the shoe's nail. Prodigal son was blind. Did not read the road.