Three Liners
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Sathya Narayana
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You know who
Never tasted best Basmati?
It's farmer!
His life
In unconjunctive clutter
He is a fitter
Does Sun
Burn himself! But I do! !
I am a welder
Who knows better?
The depths and dangers of life
Than a fisherman
Fighting foxes
For corpses in graveyard
Their parliament
Dry bone
Meek dog's favourite menu
Junk food
Dark nights
Rich revel
Reds rebel
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