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Standing in Ruins
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Satish Verma Distances are increasing
to strip quietly. I will act when
the time comes for the demotion.
My song comes from
a deep pit of burning coals, after
the death of truth. All the cicadas scream.
Can you write like me,
when the pen dips in blood to
forget the speech of god?
I am Osmandius
Weep for I have gone far from my home
Truth is divination for the blind to see warez
Plenty of cake