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“oy is held in the seed of agony, for what was closed in the winds of grief, now opens as a flower. The bud that tightened, suddenly is awake and a new blossom unfolds.” — Jayita Bhattacharjee
oy is held in the seed of agony, for what was closed in the winds of grief, now opens as a flower. The bud that tightened, suddenly is awake and a new blossom unfolds.