It hits a stone.
Crumpled pieces topple upside-down.
Have a nice day, my friend.
Closing eyes
blink blink
Wonder, just wondering.
"Move out, son!"
Dawn sprawls out soon, the dusk closes in the night sooner
Justajoo ho to safar khatam kaha hota hai,
yoon to har mor pey manzil ka gumaan hota hai.
Aur kuch, kafar jenaab?
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