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“Shiuli blooms in the rain, white petals kissing mud, like forgotten prayers on a monk’s lips. I stand barefoot, letting the downpour wash the city from my skin. You are not here, yet your scent lingers in every drop” — Avijeet Das
Shiuli blooms in the rain,
white petals kissing mud,
like forgotten prayers
on a monk’s lips. I stand barefoot,
letting the downpour
wash the city from my skin.
You are not here,
yet your scent
lingers in every drop