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Ending War
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Satish Verma Lashed together
for a better tomorrow,
ending war of words.
Heralding the new
moon I sacrifice
my becoming age
I will sleep now
on hawthorns in bleeding
flames of forest.
Quandry
"...I sacrifice/my becoming age..."
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I got: growing old; the magical forces of the moon can stop time (sacrifice becoming); the future era unfolding; revelation of the present (my age); or its loss (sacrifice). I wander around inside this image, totally hypnotized but mostly lost in ambiguity. - Stella
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