Nurturing, 
a leaker on the prowl, 
to become glamorous 
killer. 
The parting, 
of ways in a jungle of 
principles, life takes 
a full turn, 
sharply. The ascension 
of dark matter, 
believes: it’s time has come 
to engulf the world. 
Realization, 
comes very late in acute 
labour pains, throwing 
up the agenda. 
Taking a call 
of inevitable, the 
dignity holds on to 
the fringes of peace.
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- Published: July 23rd, 2018 21:19
- Category: Nature
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