navnoorksandhu07
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Anatomy of Evolution They cradle my decay, From birth to breast- Transcending canvas, each stroke in flesh. Youth knows no world, knows no sin- Still lambs grow lost in time’s wane, Made sinners, with words that lie. They collect my archive, Not of fable, nor... – *by Navnoor Sandhu*	49 Views added 2 months ago	Rating

They cradle my decay,
From birth to breast-
Transcending canvas, each stroke in flesh.
Youth knows no world, knows no sin-
Still lambs grow lost in time’s wane,
Made sinners, with words that lie.

They collect my archive,
Not of fable, nor...

– by Navnoor Sandhu

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