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  • Lyric Poetry Re: Praise the Goddess

    Oh how I seek, Oh how I pray, My dear Goddess come to me when I need help, See me when I am hidden, Bring me good health, Please forgive ...

    Mar 14, 2009


Maybe what most people wanted wasn't immortality and fame, but the reassurance that their existence had meant something. No matter how long... or how brief. Maybe being eternal meant becoming a story worth telling.
— Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Nectar of Immortality