You make history.
Don't move, like the stasis of
sea anemone.
Try to engrave
my signature on your chest, and
move beyond the darkness.
The persona hits
the wall. you cannot climb. Wipe
off the dream, go to moon.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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