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Sunday, June 21, 2026

Before Sunrise

Some expressions of love are quiet enough to be overlooked in the moment. Looking back, I realize that countless early mornings began with a simple act of care— my father waking before dawn so I could catch the day ahead.


Through the still dark dawns,

for the train before sunrise,

father wakes me up.



Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 

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