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What else than ruin can you expect Amongst people falling into ruins? Good grief! There won’t even be intense grief . People won’t turn barren should they encounter grief. What do they hook up to, to swing to and fro? Of what use are the trails when They lead to barrens and thorny bushes? True. You gave me a sling to go begging. Don’t…

Hi, pal! Howdy? Its ages since you penned your last letter! Nay, eons!!! Moments we caressed our wounds And the pep talk  transcending epochs still lay under the creased folds. . Letter is An elixir that fills Every time you breathe with doubled-up enthusiasm It’s an amazing leaf that relieves Your heart with letters. .…