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Roots That Clutch...
by Satish Verma
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  You know I do not hope 
any intermission, 
between life and death. 
My path goes nowhere. 

A hiatus between the mirrors has questions. 
From childhood I was always 
floating between the meanings 
of lessons unknown. 
I longed for straight humilities. 

Present redeems the past. 
Each sound leaves an echo 
and has-been becomes the shrine of peace. 

Ad infinitum I will wait 
for the primitive blood 
to reappear, the truth of 
midnight sin.
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September 20, 2011
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