The bed of river sands civilization dead only the steadfast climbing of pillars, relics of an ancient past, steps leading to an arcade capturing history in moments of transgression. The sea winds by, couples sit on a bench loving, History creeps in timelessness I watch in upper Assam temples a carnival of ceremony a park …
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