Thy service, our reprieve.
Blest are those who believe,
their demons slayed.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Folds of Autumn
Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.