Black mountains;
lack luster;
in the shade of snowy-white peaks;
Cold winds;
blow astray
the sun-swept arctic seas;
Grey skies;
shroud these lands;
in rain-swept-soggy silk;
Saggy breasts;
of malnourished moms;
starve the child of milk
The world I live in;
Whence I lie.
“Liar!”
By: Viraj Belgaonkar
We all do!
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It makes everything so much easier to deal with 😉 well, kinda
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