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Tyre-Deep

Each monsoon exposes the failures we normalize—flooded streets, choking drains, and a city forced to endure the same cycle. Come rains, and ...

Saturday, November 9, 2019

Winters calling

The winter winds howl, 
smokey vapors of breath rise, 
blanket of embrace. 



Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

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