satishverma
Barren Pains
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Like in gendering of flowers
a splendid thing was love poems.
The dummy had become second I.
There was a persistent war
between the destroyed and predators.
Must you eat what you throw out.
Not me, not mine, Take
away your mortgaged trust in magicians.
My life has been scorched by the moon.
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