Come Home, My Love 🕊️
- Harinath K

- 18 hours ago
- 1 min read


Harinath
Poet
From sidelines to center pitch—rage, grit, and joy collided. We didn’t play alone; we moved as one force. Sweat, pride, noise, silence—all bound into one unforgettable day




Harinath
Poet
From sidelines to center pitch—rage, grit, and joy collided. We didn’t play alone; we moved as one force. Sweat, pride, noise, silence—all bound into one unforgettable day

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