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Gifting Away
Folder:
Satish Verma Want to return,
to unknowing, the
trap door.
Filling up the gaps,
the arrow slits. No more
I will need weapons.
Trespassing the,
brutality of sin, committed
against the sanctity―
of body. This is how
I am re-creating myself
without morbidity.
Annihilation, was not
the answer. I am holding
the gold leaves of sun.
