<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Truncated</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A midnight craft<br>dumps the moon <br>on a heap of deceits.<br>I ask my sap to turn back for truism.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a question of spacing<br>between the bodies<br>in scapegoats; <br>coming for slaughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A scale measures the depth<br>of defeats. The hands<br>were busy in mending the <br>walls of psychiatric ward.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you ever tasted a white<br>poison, sweet in taste? <br>When you grow old, you will<br>look like your father.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The name which was absent<br>in calendar, was found everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515613" data-title="Truncated de Satish Verma" data-description="A midnight craft dumps the moon on a heap of deceits. I ask my sap to turn back for truism. It was a question of spacing between the bodies in scapegoats; coming for slaughter. A scale measures the depth of defeats. The hands were busy in mend..."></div> </div> </div>

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