Something impracticable would happen.
Truth was likewise such to operate,
life was cushy with fakes.
Neither finite pain, nor needles
would ameliorate the wounds. The chasm
was deepening. And I fix the chromatic lights
with the kisses of naif tears.
For the penalisation of injured commitments,
I imagine of the killings
standing on the remains of faith. The
obscene slogans improve the dust,
of dislike crimes. The colouration of the vie
was spreading, on bellies, on stones.
The period module alter spiralling comets
in the sky, executing and remotion
the pure.
Satish Verma ------------------------------------- Something impracticable would happen.
Truth was likewise such to operate,
life was cushy with fakes.
Neither finite pain, nor needles
would ameliorate the wounds. The chasm
was deepening. And I fix the chromatic lights
with the kisses of naif tears.
For the penalisation of injured commitments,
I imagine of the killings
standing on the remains of faith. The
obscene slogans improve the dust,
of dislike crimes. The colouration of the vie
was spreading, on bellies, on stones.
The period module alter spiralling comets
in the sky, executing and remotion
the pure.
Satish Verma -------------------------------------------- Something impracticable would happen.
Truth was likewise such to operate,
life was cushy with fakes.
Neither finite pain, nor needles
would ameliorate the wounds. The chasm
was deepening. And I fix the chromatic lights
with the kisses of naif tears.
For the penalisation of injured commitments,
I imagine of the killings
standing on the remains of faith. The
! obscene slogans improve the dust,
of dislike crimes. The colouration of the vie
was spreading, on bellies, on stones.
The period module alter spiralling comets
in the sky, executing and remotion
the pure.
Satish Verma
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