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Watching Guernica Again
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Satish Verma Honey love. East and West.
Assassination of no god, where the
bullet ends. The greed must die.
We sleep on the rose
petals, eyes half shut, dreaming of a
black hole, widening every moment.
Departure time. Are we
waiting for a famine? Can we make
a pure world? Can we swallow the tongue?
