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make way poet

Posted on April 25, 2014 by teevramadhyam

there are words. and there are words. and there are the oiled limbs of inflection that snake through the imagination of a tumbling scape. A madman taps on the door of my mind and brings to me the universe wrapped … Continue reading →

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