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An Ode to Sona

Your house always smelled of buttery rice

The yogurt was full fat

The chai was caffeinated

The only thing that led us away from the sparkling pool was your riza masta

You were our Sona

2 thoughts on “An Ode to Sona

  1. Ohhh how sweet. Made my eyes watery. Thank you babe.

  2. Seana, I just saw this, how true! Thanks for sharing 🙂

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