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by Satish Verma Nov 12, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
Moon was climbing down the stairs for the soul searching. Red, yellow, blue. Someone has to die for the rainbow. You pretend to be innocent, sitting outside your home. Time was up. The feeling persists. Something has left behind to knit the two torn threads. The future karma still claims the oldest hymns of dark. I am not going anywhere.