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by Satish Verma Jul 24, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
I forget, leaving behind? ambiance of your arms, burn the windows? not to come back. Preparing for water burial of moral questions, where the unnamed pledges sit. Now theft has taken place of stakes, meant for black lungs. Tongue sucks the acid of hairless assault. You won't subscribe to buy the oral taste. From trees, death strikes, without wings. Tears float with glory. Will, not count the ordinal numbers. There was a zero to begin with.