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Apr 2021
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Tempest rage swept through the land of wisdom, reducing it to ash. When it left, there was still no sign of the wind of compassion.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
106
     Hakikur Rahman, Maitsholo, Imran Islam, Surkhab, Chani Goldstein and 7 others
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