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Eternity, eternityEternity, eternity
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
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ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
---------------------------------------------------
ETERNITY
Pearl drops
on your upper lip:
heat
of a stand-off
between
inside and outside.
More spiritual
I become
forgetting
the black eye,
I want to go back
with empty hands.
My home
is far away,
doorless,
roofless,
where dark squints at the moon.
Satish Verma
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