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“Butterflies, as if unaware that darkness is no impediment to love, are playing the primordial game with light.”

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Suman Pokhrel
Suman Pokhrel

Suman Pokhrel, born on September 21, 1967, is a Nepalese poet whose works are known for their profound emotions and critical reflections on social realities. more

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