Mate, I don't know,
how to deceive you in bush.
I was born in sun.
*
Ardor moves in
orbs, which have no silver.
Only tangents will meet.
*
Do not define
any kinship between- two
wounded birds in sky.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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