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by Satish Verma Oct 24, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
Standing alone in the ring of fire, you wanted deletion of sun. Somewhere destiny fails, like reversal of answers. Without gallows tree, nobody wants to die. Looking in old mirror, you want to sleep in canthi of eyes. The flesh revolts. I don't want to see the end of beginning. Your thumbprint has left the curves, that lead you to unknown.