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14 May, 2022

The Emperor Is Dead

Your language spins,
and you want to repatriate your
holy words. Nascent love opens the eyes.

The cruel pain comes
again and again. I was hunting
the wounded cobra and smelled fear.

What offends your heart?
I wanted justice for readers who
don't want the book of rebirth.

Satish Verma

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