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No Vilification
Do you think milk ?
The medicine,
had already become
a bromide.
One benign question,
opened the potential
of conflict. The fan-
tasy ? Golden knife ?
Devastating me. Car-
essing the dark, did
you stop by the moon
to say hello ?
Unmasking the secret?
of immortality ? Ephebic.
You were always lying
to yourself.
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Satish Verma
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