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There Was No Protocol
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Satish Verma Half -minded. It was raining
red. The vampire was getting ready.
My home was burning.
Disinvesting my love. The
road in my heart goes to the river. The
slender moon is sad. Negotiation drops
I am dragging a broken
pillar. Your body becomes bone china.
I clan write the murder dates.
