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How I wish to travel through the rest of my days: Like child waking at the start of summer, free...
How I wish to travel through the rest of my days: Like child waking at the start of summer, free...
Dear blood of mine whose dance began in my mother’s womb, you travel through my body all these years in...
This is the afternoon that continues. The placid infinity pool reflects the curry-leaf tree. Or is it the other way...
I met you when you hatched, no bigger than my thumb at the protected sanctuary. I was glad to feed...