When it shall rain,birds will come out of their neststhey shall fly,they shall be free…i see rain through my window pane too can i…
Mount Shivling
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Ever since we are children, we are asked: do you love daddy? Do you love auntie? Do you love your teacher?Nobody asks: do you…
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found it scrambled in some old dairy..parched but true…how easy it is to hurt anybodyhow difficult it is to heal…how easy it is to…
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in to the blossoming buds behind the quivering breathsicicles hanging from the muddy roofsinto her resurrected essence… …
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