You know what I mean.
You replicate the moon,
when someone dies for a cause
at the edge of light
between life and death.
Why in every voice
you appear. Blood sucking has
started. Vectors were ready to strike.
Earth was not my home.
Satish Verma
You replicate the moon,
when someone dies for a cause
at the edge of light
between life and death.
Why in every voice
you appear. Blood sucking has
started. Vectors were ready to strike.
Earth was not my home.
Satish Verma
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