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Secret Deals

By Satish Verma | Category :: Poem

It insults the─
primitivism. Hypothermia, you
become cold-blooded.

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Fractured limbs.
How will you climb the
mound of questions?

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Gray night.
Between black and white
the ashen moon.

By Satish Verma | Nov 15, 2017 | Category > Poem >Life | Comments | Views 93

 
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