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There Is No Solace But In Storm
When Spills The Holy Grail Of Love
Who Snatch Quran From Muslim Hands
… Whose Relics Last Where Epics Are Lost
When We Redeem Our Monsoon Dream
My Father Was, My Faith, My Fear
The Zephyr That Blasphemed The Spring
The Zephyr Tangled In My Sail
The Barren Isles Between Those Toils
O’er Silent Salt Of The Sleeping Sea
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