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by Satish Verma Nov 14, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
Sundown body becomes blue. You were stitching opals in eyes. How do I find you, when you would not come in twilight? The flight of a swan takes a turn to cross the river of flames. Would you be a witness? For the sake of death don't die, amidst the hymns of pain in dark shadowing life. I know, I will suffer in sunlight, when the moon squeezes the blood.