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| New year begins with hopes. I wish to write at least a Blog post per day. |
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The Magician Bodhisattwa Parekh Silk scarf vanishes, A puff of smoke. His smile holds secrets. A dove appears from an empty hat. Wonder glimmers in our eyes. The deck rearranges fast. Which card will you get? He knows before you do. Lines: 8 Topic ▶︎ |