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by Satish Verma Oct 14, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
To get a feel of love for the jinx, unwrapping the gift of dying. I will not touch you, but will catch your voice and stop aging. Come anonymously at dusk and light the moon. I will wait for you in dark. Who was the criminal in giving away the skin of black moments? One day behind the moon, I will meet you somewhere in storm. At the centre of gravity lies the ignominy of black hole. Come and let's make new stars.