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DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

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DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

-------------------------------------------------

DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

-------------------------------------------------

DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

-------------------------------------------------

DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

-------------------------------------------------

DISCLAIMER

A brush with pain of chest

starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.

World has come a long way

from a child's brain to prepare

an indigenous bomb

for a roaring ascent.

Where my son, you want to go

in trees of words? The temperatures

are rising to widen the scope

of violence. Every one was

claming to be a terrorist

for bringing the peace on earth.

let the party begin.

Satish Verma

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