Holding the truth for the
sake of time and space.
I will not ask your name.
*
In fading moonlight
you had abducted my boat.
How will I cross the river?
*
A civil war erupts between
the flowers of morning glory.
It has changed the way you think.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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