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Knife Into Us

Ethics of brands will find out the anatomist, who will rip apart the hope from the bones. Death will come from underside. The sky will remain blue even after the murder of the moons. The revenge at dawn was very painful. The crows will scatter the light from your hands. The mobile towers had come to a standstill. Sparrows had become suspicious, left for a holy bath. Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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