Still Alive
It was difficult to revisit,
the birth therapy.
Arms had no emotions,
the violence will not go.
Let us take a back road for
the sake of anatomy.
And find out a man and the woman
to bend the gender.
The rock salt and the bruises
will melt, if you were warm blooded.
Satish Verma
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