Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
A slight gravid pause,
carousel at the peak-point.
Wild breezy laughters.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.