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All I Remember

Your world collapses A name shies of comeback breaks the water for bare bones unaligned you hunker down for the happenings didnot fit in the shoes of black magic it was a damned reversal of the pygmies to become tall the old city dies on the hill young steps start a never ending descent of the wheels can you stop this vintage flow in night king was sitting without a glass rolling stones were laughing after the conversation and the sons of soil smashed the barriers after the illumination cacti become prominently displayed in the jungle of weeds wearing nightgowns of thorns two headed snakes lapping up the milk from the teats of a moon the cow jumps on the hemlocks amidst the cries of children of tomorrow Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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