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Travel musings – Alchauna

 

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So the next time you forget me, remember these flowers
Remember their purity
And then reminisce my heart
As pure as a white blossom

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The gluttonous devil in us is always looking for new food experiences, be it at our home or in restaurants or at food festivals.

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