satishverma
In Amnesias
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Not a single line 
was written today
on your lips.
End is drawing near.
I am trying to remember
where we had begun.
I want you, to know
yourself and start weaning
away from the moons.
No prosthesis will
work, I will run, run after
the fading sun for the
last kiss.
The raw wounds
don't need any bandages.
Like sandpaper
your hurting throat will
give a long call.
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