Who am I?
I search my name on your face.
You won't recognize a lost coin.
The cadavers move
and talk. For what we lived
to understand our land.
The rose garden has
young Areca Palms to play
with roses in sun.
Satish Verma
I search my name on your face.
You won't recognize a lost coin.
The cadavers move
and talk. For what we lived
to understand our land.
The rose garden has
young Areca Palms to play
with roses in sun.
Satish Verma
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