Saurav Khadka Poems

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The Never Healing Wound

Light cannot grab me, even if Apollo began to shrine,
Caroused the Titans of Gaia with Goblets full of nectar and wine.
I fell to the depth of the world split after it crumbled,
The elite of Olympus swooped, clutched with the bolt as the sky rumbled.
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