Too Old

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Satish Verma

In times of stress― 
the island sinks. Will 
plant a tree today. 

Will dream again 
of the fall. 
When there was violence. 

In new bottle― 
there was old wine 
as panacea of dementia. 

I will not forget 
your name, though 
I don't remember me

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Satish

Well said - Stella