Roses know
They are beautiful
So, keep thorn guards
Rivers run
With whirling arrogance
Till death in ocean
Green apple; so sweet!
Betraying colour inferences
Like a child prodigy
Six pack muscles; half nude
Not a machoman walking on ramp
Fisherman at swamp
sathya narayana
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