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January 23, 2011 by Novarra
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particles allegories
were thrown around.
Wheels
had refused to quit.
unharmed, phrases
pulses were of outbreaks.
It was a flame and ice
Native –
in silicate is
devoted friendship.
Who’s afraid of the bed
in prime time
spikes down the roses? An endless journey
Bleed is a rambling life
is yes and no.
Satish Verma
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allegories particles were thrown around.
Wheels
had refused to quit.
unharmed, phrases
pulses were of outbreaks.
It was a flame and ice
Native –
in silicate is
devoted friendship.
Who’s afraid of the bed
in prime time
spikes down read more…
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