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Casualties of war

It all quieted down to orange Orange of the sun hushing down sleepy horizon of our misty dreams Orange of our faces by the fire as we whispered to the stars our lost stories Orange of the color of your … Continue reading

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Here is home

Glass house breathing in erased country roads black and whites of lives settled dust of time. Around corners and palm lines of longing, last letters and doors of desires dwelling in its roots. Vaishali Paliwal grew up in India in … Continue reading

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