satishverma
Did you go in Shock?
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It pounds, when dust
sleeps, a song of wind starts.
The falcon eyes wait for the kill.
The wheel was not
moving on the blood road beyond
the swirling desires.
It goes too far, the
promise of rising from ashes
after the perceptive pain beautifies.
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