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Truth of all Pains
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Satish Verma You are eating me
away, inch by inch in broad daylight.
A dying lamp still sits on the water.
The moon drops the blur light.
Do you know how the house breaks without
war? The prince lives in a wax palace.
The last tears have dried
up. The lies are rising in balloons.,
and the sky is coming down.
