Meeting my twin soul―
for the first time,
in abeyance of any evidence.
Cutting myself―
to know the truth of undoing
of a voodoo in random
violence.
Why you had many different
lives to lead a client―
heritage, paying debt of
wronged dreams?
While lying to yourself,
you fell in trap and moved
away from yourself?
I will be seeing
my counterpart daily in my
thoughts to solve the global puzzle.
Why didn't I bite the Apple?
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	satishverma (
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