Reminiscence of the past and it's chronicles.
Poetic piece inspired by the ruins of historical garden. Of capital, whose ruler was exiled from his kingdom.
This is a rememberance about his history and culture that he left behind. The city still breathes the air which once held fragrances of the royal attars but now, we're left with handful of dust of past remains.
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