sing me a song
flecked with the spittle
of the last suicidal farmer;
tell me a story
drenched in the piss
of the traffic beggared streets;
kill me a leader,
dear mamma,
kill me a leader.
Chp 919. Classmates visit to Mizoram - Day 3 & 4
3 weeks ago
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