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As he stepped out of the taxi, Aarav's eyes widened with joy. His family was standing outside their home, wearing warm smiles and holding a big banner that read "Welcome Home 2024." His mother rushed to hug him tightly, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes.
As he stepped out of the taxi, Aarav's eyes widened with joy. His family was standing outside their home, wearing warm smiles and holding a big banner that read "Welcome Home 2024." His mother rushed to hug him tightly, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes.
Instead, let it be the echo to every footstep
drowned out by rain, cripple the air like a name
flung onto a sinking boat, splash the kapok’s bark
through rot & iron of a city trying to forget
the bones beneath its sidewalks, then through
the refugee camp sick with smoke & half-sung