Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody. — A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody. — A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody. — A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody. — A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody. — A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
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Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody.

— A.A. Patawaran, Write Here Write Now: Standing at Attention Before My Imaginary Style Dictator
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