Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Sides Of The Truth Comments

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How would you talk to―
your unborn child, when lynching
mobs were waiting?
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Satish Verma
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Kumarmani Mahakul 22 August 2018

Swallow all the darkness of crying earth, I impel your nails to scratch the sun........touching expression with nice theme. Beautiful poem.

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