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she shines like the Sand upon his rise“He’s her Sun” Love, Parallel Growth
they fly and take me to the world of seasons,where I hop along my imaginary plane.through sun, through flowers, through rainy showers,through rustling leaves, through ice cold breeze.I have a pot in hands while I return back,I plant a seed and see it growing with all the elements I had picked up from that worldContinue reading “Thoughts”
All he had was a Silent Applaud, an Invisible Crowd and a Fearless Heart. Dedicated to the Specially Abled.
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