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There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
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Translation: Sweetheart I’ll wait for you at the grave of haji saab. The child(messenger) will tell you the rest of the details.
Lost In the Forest… Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips: maybe it was the voice of the rain crying, a cracked bell, or a torn heart. Something from far off it seemed deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth, a [...] I’ve been trying to have a WordPress blog for quite sometime.
[...] I’ve been a bookworm as long as I could remember. When I look back i find that as soon as I discovered that i could read i started it as a hobby.
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