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PAIN OF ELEGY, PAIN OF ELEGY, PAIN OF ELEGY, PAIN OF ELEGY

When logic and intuition

stood on edge of time,

sugar was dancing

on the salt lake.

I would not see the torn

book between retreat

and assault.

I was reining in the new moon.

In a night raid, five

peacocks were killed. I was

trying to unseize the cross purpose,

why the compensation was rejected

at burial site.

The burden of guilt

was carried by the flint now.

You take a final plunge

and are lost in the faces

of sad children.

Satish Verma

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

PAIN OF ELEGY

When logic and intuition

stood on edge of time,

sugar was dancing

on the salt lake.

I would not see the torn

book between retreat

and assault.

I was reining in the new moon.

In a night raid, five

peacocks were killed. I was

trying to unseize the cross purpose,

why the compensation was rejected

at burial site.

The burden of guilt

was carried by the flint now.

You take a final plunge

and are lost in the faces

of sad children.

Satish Verma

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

PAIN OF ELEGY

When logic and intuition

stood on edge of time,

sugar was dancing

on the salt lake.

I would not see the torn

book between retreat

and assault.

I was reining in the new moon.

In a night raid, five

peacocks were killed. I was

trying to unseize the cross purpose,

why the compensation was rejected

at burial site.

The burden of guilt

was carried by the flint now.

You take a final plunge

and are lost in the faces

of sad children.

Satish Verma

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

PAIN OF ELEGY

When logic and intuition

stood on edge of time,

sugar was dancing

on the salt lake.

I would not see the torn

book between retreat

and assault.

I was reining in the new moon.

In a night raid, five

peacocks were killed. I was

trying to unseize the cross purpose,

why the compensation was rejected

at burial site.

The burden of guilt

was carried by the flint now.

You take a final plunge

and are lost in the faces

of sad children.

Satish Verma

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

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