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Satish Verma A double helix
uncoils. There was a
beheading in Saudi.
You ask for the
ecstasy in spaceship
singing the oddity.
It was in the proximity
of a brick kiln, that you
wanted to take a sunbath.
It was not private, not
intimate. You had spread
the profanities in bazaar.
How many shots, would
you collect from the,
sinned city of big names?
