Some Fairy TaleA Poem by Satish VermaSome Fairy Tale
Out of dream,
it readies you to perform a yajna to eject the darkness. After sacrifice the show of strength comes. You start the wiper to remove the spots from your limbs. While killing the truth, you never knew that stains would become stigmas. You need nitrus oxide or psilocybin to ease the depression. It makes money when you sell the wounds. After all the weapons were sent for that. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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