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Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2025
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My sixth poetry book, following "Lyrical Miracle".

Melodia is a poetry collection inspired by the purest muse of all: love. These poems explore connection across distance, the ache of longing, the comfort of devotion, and the beauty of imagining a shared future. With themes of light, destiny, and the universe's quiet guidance, Aun Haider turns love into music - creating a book that reads like a serenade.
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