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Lone Wolf
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Satish Verma On ladder, you climb
for espionage, with
a feeling of an evil.
Somewhere, somebody
pulls the strings,
at arterial roads.
You put yourself
in harm’s way for
exotic blooms.
A civil disobedience, starts.
A bone of contention was
the muscle of love.
One on one
tooth for tooth,
lips for lips.
