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Stillbirth
Between want and desire
few crumbs of words
will not satisfy.
Facts and perception
build a latticed smile
between tears.
Discreetly life catches
a miasm, a fault
to commit suicide.
When will the exile end,
of hope, a holy womb?
The stink was rising.
Amnesty for amniotic fluid,
fetus was dead
Godmother was crying.
poem
by
Satish Verma
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