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Raveling bare knees with gnarled hands. Why you did not want to wear the clothes in human chain ? Seeking the refuge redundantly under the wings of frugal maternity, in trance ? The strangeness never dies. The words were hollow, the shrines empty. Who will go after the breast bone ? Was it a derogratory remark to ask for the name of a lame duck who was going to commit a friendly suicide ? Satish Verma

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