10 august 2021
Opening A Window
You floundered.
No god poems.
You don't want to destroy the world.
Doing the things.
Lifting my words from―
the falls.
The implicit enemy
was in between―
the truths.
Nothing belongs to you.
Hence you don't lose the game.
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