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ALL I UNREAD

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English Poetry

I unwrite a song
for she,
a gratis homage.

Questioning imperils
the sky,
clouds would not weep.

A cover-up comes to quote
scriptures
the meaning of deployment.

Was I feeling smug after
counting
the pages of unread death?

Satish Verma

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