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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: April 13, 2011 22:04:21 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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After shaking 
off the fault 
the golden thigh ruptured 

and I moved into 
the aneurism of 
a drop. 

Realization was the key 
to enter the curve 
of a moving circle. 

The time had come 
to take off the jacket 
and penetrate a new 

body of knowledge. 
Budha was me 
And I was the tree near waterice 

were falling 
on a lake.

Satish Verma
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