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Gored Graves Womb
Here from the womb of a grave rose a carcass
Stabbed subterranean with a feudal dart
Crackled, corroded and combusted on every part
Heart seems to be sizzled and left apart.
All mighty above started crying in the clouds
Tears geared up the grimness and went gloomy
Smiles sacrificed their superiority,
saluted that venerated veteran of aspiring life.
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Bhanu Siva Krishna
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