This was a gamble of
the incarnation taking its first step
with no birthday pain.
A beautiful smile to react
with my voiceless noise, the book
of an unprinted epic of grief.
Your love and my love
of occult embraces. Partition of the
unwritten pride of saga.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: August 27th, 2021 19:05
- Category: Nature
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