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Apr 2022
The cloud of suspicion thickens.
The trust connection has been
se­vered.
The innocent fingers of a crazy man
hit the destruction button.
The Sun's light is obliterated by dense
smoke.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
137
     ---, pilgrims and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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