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A Snaky Path

Where do I begin, extracting the earth from your skin ? The grim reaper would wait. I have to unwrap the gifts? digging out the roots, peeling off the bark. The time stands still. An exit wound will receive the unborn daughters. Mother dust will return the name of annihilator. Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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