Economy
In separateness the words are transformed into charity, Worthy boccata air of a smoke Un'illusione to live. A question of the first magnitude arises. Why live beyond meaning, When complaints of death, the text? There are many voices And the field of similar. The compulsion to think undermines the thought. The nostalgia of changing events. Economics of judgement. Perseguo the nature of total stop. The calm of the spirit, The birthplace of turbulence. The shadows hours govern. The big vision is the need abhorrent Need. Only the truth is miserable hide. I go every day where they are not. The land husks off the salt. The sky is free of clouds. Looking for the nomad of a storm. Satish Verma
Satish Verma
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