satishverma
Phobia and Love
Category: /General/
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I am watching myself.
Life is not the same. It is dented.
The mental peace is cracking.
Am I racist, the god
said in sleep, as if in terminal pain.
Who made the humans. I won't think.
What was your grief?
I wanted to know from a dying myth.
The resilience has failed against the blood.
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