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Friday, July 19, 2024

Peacocks in rain

Overcast grey skies, 
peacocks cavorting blithely.
Distant from Thyself,
soaked in nectar of Thy name,
my heart sings Thy sweet glories. 


Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 
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