Even the man who is happyglimpses somethingor a hair of sound touches himand his heart overflows with a longinghe does not recognizethen it must be that he is rememberingin a place out of reachshapes he has lovedin a life before thisthe print of them still there in him waiting
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Kālidāsa was a Classical Sanskrit author and is often considered ancient India's greatest playwright and dramatist. His plays and poetry are pri…
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