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Achala Upendran's The Hall Of Fire

A space where I intermittently give vent to the profound
thoughts and comments that surface, from time to time, in my
mind.

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For a lonely Iliad-toting musician

Updated 15 Years Ago

For A Lonely Iliad-toting Musician
The violin plays softly, notes falling from its cat gut strings like drops of dew from the razored edges of a leaf. They plink and plonk abo...
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