No One Cares

satishverma

The dark side of moon
simmers. There was an outbreak
of romance on planet.

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Ah, the senile edge of
twilight! Which way the light will go
to shine dry humor?

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Shall we change ourselves
in dim hope of rebirthing
of our ancient gods?

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2022 18:51
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 9


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