Ankit Kumar Sinha
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there is nothing much that i own,
not even, that you own around your wings.
Onus to purge to your height of
startin' thence forth of our love,
i die, sleep and live again,
the hemisphere's that solace the two
what can belong to this wild,
you storms at every beauty.
how can you love a vulture?
how can you let our love be vulture?
you should go, the leaf, the sea would forget,
'ts theandric, worth for you
'i', i am your innocence.
your cadence chariot is on 'ts way to drive the other...