Seething coals in hearths,
tamarind-tempered pumpkins,
Winter-warmth of home.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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