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satishverma

Despite the anger, 
the truth will 
not speak. 



It was a concussion, 
after the fall. 
A prophet had fainted─ 



in midsentence. 
A blue vase was broken 
in the smell of roses.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 5th, 2017 22:38
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 7


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