Satish Verma

June 5, 1935
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Pure Murder

The spill of sheen
after deep throat explosion.

Not as special
as the day appeared.
Afraid of complete annihilation?
Was it possible?

Untenable?
Living in a cavern full of bats?

A key slept in a lock
unmoving the golden doors.

Beyond the control,
lies disaster.
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