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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 ...

Thursday, January 16, 2020

Fire of love

The embers smoulder,
the fumes rise, subtly subdued.
Love reveals itself.



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