satishverma
Amour Propre
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Was revisiting 
to quiet the moon in pink rage
crying in faithful arms.
Through the soul, I will
arrive in poems to shine
the bunch of roses.
Hauling oneself to
face the mirror in twilight,
with salt of the sea.
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