I stand in pristine
fire pit, fighting vampires.
You bring black ice.
Migrating to moon?
Are you sure of the
honeymoon's awards.
Talking of karma
I don't believe in rebirth.
It were all my sins.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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