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“The sadness held for ages, now breaks loose like a river, A dam broke after decades, giving words to the quiet storms. And the mute tongue catches fire, for in dark despair, those poems make a feast of stars.” — Jayita Bhattacharjee
The sadness held for ages, now breaks loose like a river,
A dam broke after decades, giving words to the quiet storms.
And the mute tongue catches fire,
for in dark despair, those poems make a feast of stars.