Gene-edited,
manhood was taking punches.
I wasn't sure of me.
Let spider weave
an exotic home. Black,
moon walks free of trap.
God's monologue
continues to catch the stolen
words of stained men.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 5th, 2023 19:55
- Category: Nature
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