And it was in, and
it is out, your crazy crush
for waning moon.
You will survive,
when death opens the mouth
like black hole.
The tangerines
remain fidel to sun
after wild fire.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 7th, 2023 21:22
- Category: Nature
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