Did you ever touch a god?
There is god's matter, I want to believe.
Flesh eats flesh. Don't stop it.
Your words always freeze
in silent air. I have a deal. There is presence.
You can feel a face unknown.
You can understand me
like Einstein. You can play with the
sorrow of the moon's death.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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