MetaphysicsA Poem by Satish VermaMetaphysics
In search of happiness
I found you. Who makes the slip? God errs. Puts the spirit between mind and body. Unbeknown, it was ephemeral. Think, it was brutal for a nerd. Have a good moon. I will say to my love. I will stand against the hot sun. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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Added on March 5, 2022 Last Updated on March 5, 2022 |

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