एपि. 3: कथावाचक उस परिचित स्थान पर लौटते हैं जहाँ से उनकी यात्रा शुरू हुई थी

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On days when something happens, and on days when nothing does, my feet find themselves drawn there, naturally. Before me stretches a sky dyed red. From time to time, the wind brushes against my skin, pleasantly. This is the place where we began. (Source: Twitter)