రోజు: జూలై 11, 2019
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An Unburnt Pot… Sikhamani, Telugu Poet, Indian
Some unknown person I met on my way Put a Pot of clay In my hands, and left Asking me to take care of it. From that day I have been carrying it with me Without rest or relent. And over time I got used to Carrying it unaware i did. Having…