NOSTALGIA 0F TELANGANA
our hills valleys
rivers lakes
bays subways
keep tunning a chorus
when the wind quivers
a narrative song of clay mens sacrifices
poundering in every phonics
of good olden folklore
echo along the mountains
travelling through million streets
touches us 40 millions
like the summers smoldering heat
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