WHITE, BROWN, ASHY AND GOLD.
COSTUMES OF EARTH THROUGH HOT AND COLD.
DISTANT DISTANCES BEYOND PEBBLES THROW,
GOING PLACES SINCE 24.
THE TRAIN HALTS AT A STATION.
CITY OF KEBABS, OF GREAT REPUTATION.
HUNGER PLAYED TRICKS.
THE PANTRY CAR SMELLED EXOTIC.
FLAVOURS FAMILIAR, YET OLD.
THE PREPARATION WAS KNOWN.
MEMORIES, EVENTS AND TANTRUMS THROWN.
THE DISH TOOK ME BACK.
“HOME SOON”; IT PACED ON TRACK.
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