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Contemporary
In tottering penetration
of blue summer
you become
silent game.
I accept my defeat
from stones
falling on
intellect.
Carbon fear of rosewood
was rising
to reintegrate
illicit love of twilight.
Testing the waters, before
a swim in prophecies
I ask the bank
to hold the seasoned waves.
poem
by
Satish Verma
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