the summer of separation

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I am not the only one to feel the pangs of separation. The village pond waits for the return of lilies and the river bed for the black clouds.   Is the short night the only solace? Even for the leaves of the gulmohour? It expands beyond the stars as I toss and turn and … Continue reading the summer of separation →...

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