satishverma
Washing Relics
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Stay with me to
see the blitzkrieg of comets
with long tails to shame moon.
I walk into the
trap laid by clever goons of thorn.
The tulips remain quiet.
The sharp tongues
throw the sinkers in sea.
There was no boat in sight.
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