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Walls of Bhangarh #2


2AM: the monkeys stopped screeching and then the music started, a wheezing echo that I felt more than heard.

Yellow and blue lights scattered across the black ruins. There was no warmth in the light, all activity but no people.

I ran through the roofless maze, felt like floating. I don’t know how I found my way out.

We should have listened. Even their government are scared of this place. I wish I’d listened.

I sit every night at the gates with the soldiers and listen to the music. I pray he's dancing.

The soldiers call me the lost girl.

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