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Virulence

scape without a name scepter of a colossus merge in a yellow boom between hunch and a knife, to keep shut the glassy lips from red stares a secret of an anonym scripting sunset the stacked neurotransmission of millions of texts with quietus not to return back without the foe’s skull a hollowness reverberates while indifference talks of moon’s lair nor a dwindling shoulder – and the tigers have disappeared from sanctury SATISH VERMA

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Date: 4/9/2010 6:42:00 AM
different write, enjoyed reading
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Date: 4/9/2010 5:56:00 AM
Nicely penned poem
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