I have seen my whole system found
fed up with ibid too common vernaculars
through the glob
I do know the sati pratha of gone by era
I have yet to find
four words
my soul asks
darling
don't you think
you are sadist of psychiatry
I do wonder
if medicines are meant for keeping to live on
rather I shall quote to pull on
why the hell
we refer to a bullshit word
fair sex
my heart says
darling beware of politicians
I pause for a moment
and keep quiet
rest of time
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