Deflecting the light,
you stand in dark,
to find the truth.
To find the truth,
you stand in dark,
deflecting the light.
The numbers had failed.
The numbers. A prayer
for my zero.
For my zero, I walked
whole life.
Whole life. Zero.
Pardon my dust,
I was collecting
for my black hole.
From dust to dust.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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