satishverma
My Vision
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I am nowhere, living
in an urn. A feeling goes unwritten,
becomes a myth. My innocent body.
More pain, more longing.
Words without ink are printed
on your face. Now a kiss.
Once upon the dilemma was
to search for the last truth. You wanted
to give away your beautiful song.
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