After race arousal
there was animal descent.
The gold diggers climb fairytale.
The controlled blast
avenges on the street. Belonging
drops the veil. We are topless.
Mode of violence
changes. Thrust was diplomatic.
Everyone shuts the mouth.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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