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I was Tired of Immortality
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Satish Verma You lived in me.
Pure words. Passion changes the
climate, when death is in the care of flowers.
You are playing a
pivotal role to mix hate and love.
Meanwhile I search for the light in darkness.
Ah, grace was not enough
What is mercy? We forget our religion.
Can you recite the sacred mantras?
I love this. It's so raw and
I love this. It's so raw and real. Beautifully penned