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by Satish Verma Aug 4, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
After knowing you, I want to unknow me. Did you reach the head of the mount to bring a piece of god? Nonetheless, he went mad asking for godliness in stones. When I wake, make me go to sleep again, among those, who are slaughtered by tongue. Dig me deep. My bronze, my blood, are going in a free death, like the fall from the mission. The muted thoughts go for you, in loud echoes. I do not speak.