Nothing but ever lasts, friends
Ashok Sawhny
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There is no smoke without a fire
My Tree and I
Do the Trees, I often wonder
Wanderlust
Wandering is never a bad thing
What Is Beautiful?
‘Tell me what is beautiful, Mother
Desiderata
Roses in bloom, Daffodils besides
Gentle Words Are Like The Zephyr
Words that flow from a gentle heart
The Candle of Hope Must Never Die
Live in the present with no thoughts of the morrow
Doubt, Life’s Eternal Song
Reveal Yourself, O Lord, to me
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There is no fighter like a hungry fighter
