satishverma
Alpha Beta Gamma
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A one hundred rupee
note was floating in the air over the
heads of running people.
The dust mark was expecting
a kiss. There would be a smooth descent.
A nippling future is unborn.
I cannot collect the words.
Lambda was rising. Alone in the rose garden
I set the butterflies free. Don't cut your wrist.
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