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The unfamiliar evening is like a delicious drink.
The breeze promise a shower of rain soon.
The desert, thirsty for so long a time,
perceives your form in these obscure shadows.
If you descend as rain on the desert,
this hapless earth shall find some peace.
The horizon shall become the wasteland of Chaitra
if your form bodies forth in these obscure shadows.
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Wednesday, 8 July 2015
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