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​The Indian Rider

Sometimes the rains come in April, filling the millions of crevices that the earth had opened, dying of thirst. Then thousands of seeds buried beneath the surface, burst to life, flooding the air with their sweet fragrances. Yet, always on the first day of May, as if nature had its

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Darwin Thwaites

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