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by Satish Verma Feb 3, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
Truth survived between us. You were my anthem? in dying light. Like a crucible, the absent moon, fills it with a poem. Maybe you will find the signs. That the illusion transcends the truth, and becomes blue. Who will be born? again in the ambit of slavery and deliverance? Ah, the tragedy of life was, to give away the honey to insectivores.