Nothing has ever happened
to me. I meet my road
daily in wilderness―
tasting salt.
The lake was frozen.
Surfing was not possible.
I was walking as if on cotton grass.
You think I have become a hope
in dark?
Satish Verma
to me. I meet my road
daily in wilderness―
tasting salt.
The lake was frozen.
Surfing was not possible.
I was walking as if on cotton grass.
You think I have become a hope
in dark?
Satish Verma
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