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Play as Trane, a "toy" graffiti artist with the street smarts, athletic prowess, and vision to become an "All City King"--the most reputable of all graffiti artists. Along your quest, uncover the mayor's deep, dark secret...
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Cool Blackbook Graffiti
Cracking Of Dawn
Death was the beginning. My emancipation. Death of pre-memory thoughts. I am ready to enter the sound, without a shadow. The fire from orifice, clouds, tears and cascading blossoms in a humming night. Love, clap and dissolution. The construction of timeless energy. Flight of future. Your resistence melting like lips, going beyond the chasm. A sculpted freedom for prophets. False disguises, some body else’s identity. Eyes were cool but tears controlled by remote pain. Mirrors spooking. A knife knows its job. It is better to slice the sky. Great thirst for hip graffiti, tattoos and sketches. To be seen and admired by dregs of social fabric. The thought surges like the heaving breast, hangs on the face. Death was the cracking of dawn.
Satish Verma
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CRACKING OF DAWN
Death was the beginning. My emancipation. Death of pre-memory thoughts. I am ready to enter the sound, without a shadow. The fire from orifice, clouds, tears and cascading blossoms in a humming night. Love, clap and dissolution. The construction of timeless energy. Flight of future. Your resistence melting like lips, going beyond the chasm. A sculpted freedom for prophets. False disguises, some body else’s identity. Eyes were cool but tears controlled by remote pain. Mirrors spooking. A knife knows its job. It is better to slice the sky. Great thirst for hip graffiti, tattoos and sketches. To be seen and admired by dregs of social fabric. The thought surges like the heaving breast, hangs on the face. Death was the cracking of dawn.
Satish Verma
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CRACKING OF DAWN
Death was the beginning. My emancipation. Death of pre-memory thoughts. I am ready to enter the sound, without a shadow. The fire from orifice, clouds, tears and cascading blossoms in a humming night. Love, clap and dissolution. The construction of timeless energy. Flight of future. Your resistence melting like lips, going beyond the chasm. A sculpted freedom for prophets. False disguises, some body else’s identity. Eyes were cool but tears controlled by remote pain. Mirrors spooking. A knife knows its job. It is better to slice the sky. Great thirst for hip graffiti, tattoos and sketches. To be seen and admired by dregs of social fabric. The thought surges like the heaving breast, hangs on the face. Death was the cracking of dawn.
Satish Verma
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About the Author
Satish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. His scions, doctors and engineers are living in USA. He chose to live back in his beloved country and resides in Ajmer (INDIA) with his spouse Kanta running the Charitable Holistic Institute of SEWA MANDIR FOUNDATION. He can also be reached at kantasatish@gmail.com. 5-A ii, Mayoor Colony, Alwar Gate, Ajmer – 305007 INDIA Mobile +91 9829071468