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Garma
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Bullah Shah
TURN BY TURN TURN by turn, they draw water at life's well.Turn by turn, they come with their pitchers of clay held intheir arms.Some are filling, some have filled, and some are waitingat the well, tossing their arms laden with red,lacquered bangles of ivory and glass,And in their ears bunches of ear-rings shake as theytalk and laugh
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