Amer, Rajasthan The horses are long gone And so are the Royals. There’s finery no more, Nor pomp and splendour. The Window survives In the echoes of hoofs Memories drudge up, Nudging Silences to life And, life into silences.
Amer, Rajasthan The horses are long gone And so are the Royals. There’s finery no more, Nor pomp and splendour. The Window survives In the echoes of hoofs Memories drudge up, Nudging Silences to life And, life into silences.
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