Nomadic words
do not stay with me
for long, after the betting.
The gamble was
pivotal, to find the
peace in jungle.
The alacrity to
remove the claudication,
when the heart stopped.
Objectively, a truth
will be dissected
to take out the lie.
Immoral was the
podium, which allowed
you, to stand for a sermon.
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Author:
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