Still Counting

satishverma

Digging the fossil
foot. Satisfied less
I want my old coin.

The early call was
for preacher, who will not
get up by funeral.

Books are ugly.
Will write magnolia.
The yellow waxy monk.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 23rd, 2016 23:06
  • Category: Nature
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