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Satish Verma
June 5, 1935
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Feeling The Terror
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You want more charity
from poor, collecting moon seeds
to brighten black walls.
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My eyes become
lakes, you would walk in moon, when
monologue ends.
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Why dip your fingers
in blood of sacred book
and drawing two wings?
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