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Sandeep Suddarsi

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To Love is like throwing a ball, the ball only rebounds if the thing it hit repels or else it will never come back again. Be aware of sinks, your love will never return back #yqbaba #ssdp #love #life #ball

To Love is like throwing a ball, the ball only rebounds if the thing it hit repels or else it will never come back again. Be aware of sinks, your love will never return back #yqbaba #ssdp #love #life #ball

Sandeep Suddarsi

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To Love is like throwing a ball, the ball only rebounds if the thing it hit repels or else it will never come back again. Be aware of sinks, your love will never return back #yqbaba #ssdp #love #life #ball

To Love is like throwing a ball, the ball only rebounds if the thing it hit repels or else it will never come back again. Be aware of sinks, your love will never return back #yqbaba #ssdp #love #life #ball

Asiya Shaikh

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The fist was brimmed and thus necessity for opening it. Within no time, it had been looted by the looters and turned into the era of emergency. The fist which was opened is now deemed to paucity for seeking the favour in the name of charity. Sometimes too much of gratefulness sinks the ship. #yqbaba #yourquote #yourquotediary #fist #loot #looter #paucity #charity

The fist was brimmed and thus necessity for opening it. Within no time, it had been looted by the looters and turned into the era of emergency. The fist which was opened is now deemed to paucity for seeking the favour in the name of charity. Sometimes too much of gratefulness sinks the ship. #yqbaba #yourquote #yourquotediary #fist #loot #looter #paucity #charity

Rahil Siddique

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I changed myself because "Love lives on hope, and dies when hope is dead; It is a flame which sinks for lack of fuel." Love lives on hope, and dies when hope is dead; It is a flame which sinks for lack of fuel. - Pierre Corneille via https://play.google.com

I changed myself because "Love lives on hope, and dies when hope is dead; It is a flame which sinks for lack of fuel." Love lives on hope, and dies when hope is dead; It is a flame which sinks for lack of fuel. - Pierre Corneille via https://play.google.com

Nojoto Art

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"Rock garden of Chandigarh" is a sculpture garden by Nek Chand. The sculptures of this garden have been made of scrap and other kinds of was

"Rock garden of Chandigarh" is a sculpture garden by Nek Chand. The sculptures of this garden have been made of scrap and other kinds of was

feelings365

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🌿 🌻 It is the month of June 🌻🌿 🐦 Birds gather and wholly chirp. Their voices sound sweet and sharp. 🏖️ Meadows shading the undulating str

🌿 🌻 It is the month of June 🌻🌿 🐦 Birds gather and wholly chirp. Their voices sound sweet and sharp. 🏖️ Meadows shading the undulating str

Dr.Merlin Dorcus

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Behind some tears Words fail to express Sadness, the heart wear Like a gloomy velvet dress. In caption Behind some tears Behind some tears Lies an excruciating pain, Soul aimlessly wanders without care With loth to live in vain. Behind some

Behind some tears Words fail to express Sadness, the heart wear Like a gloomy velvet dress. In caption Behind some tears Behind some tears Lies an excruciating pain, Soul aimlessly wanders without care With loth to live in vain. Behind some

Leju Thomas

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You, so free and so yours. As smart as it is clueless. With a soul that catches. And the biggest heart I've ever known. That you bring joy with little, sometimes just by smiling. You know how to face your fears even if they intimidate you and that fascinates me. You have a universe in your head that is worth exploring. And lucky those who manage to reach your heart, because you know how to love like no one else. It is admirable to see that you put your soul in everything you do. How you dance under your storm without drowning. You are joy in the saddest days. Calm to noise. You are hope when there is nothing left. Anchor for who sinks. That you deserve the best in this world. And every time I think of happiness, I can't think of a better place to create it than by your side. #freedom #heart #calm #friends #admire #fascination #fear #luck You, so free and so yours. As smart as it is clueless. With a soul that cat

You, so free and so yours. As smart as it is clueless. With a soul that catches. And the biggest heart I've ever known. That you bring joy with little, sometimes just by smiling. You know how to face your fears even if they intimidate you and that fascinates me. You have a universe in your head that is worth exploring. And lucky those who manage to reach your heart, because you know how to love like no one else. It is admirable to see that you put your soul in everything you do. How you dance under your storm without drowning. You are joy in the saddest days. Calm to noise. You are hope when there is nothing left. Anchor for who sinks. That you deserve the best in this world. And every time I think of happiness, I can't think of a better place to create it than by your side. #freedom #heart #calm #friends #admire #fascination #fear #luck You, so free and so yours. As smart as it is clueless. With a soul that cat

Lipsa..👰

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Many times I had tried writing a poem real, raw and embedded with emptiness or that blinding darkness But I couldn't. I myself found them ugly, repulsive. So always ended beautifying those half broken alphabets up with some soothing lullabies I sang to my sleep deprived eyes Night after night. Year after year. Today's #writinggyan was "write as if you'll never be read. That way you'll be sure to tell the truth." It is a thought provoking fact atle

Many times I had tried writing a poem real, raw and embedded with emptiness or that blinding darkness But I couldn't. I myself found them ugly, repulsive. So always ended beautifying those half broken alphabets up with some soothing lullabies I sang to my sleep deprived eyes Night after night. Year after year. Today's #writinggyan was "write as if you'll never be read. That way you'll be sure to tell the truth." It is a thought provoking fact atle

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>>swipe>> . Maybe I’m not very good at understanding love,l. But I do know that I love the way the sun diffuses rays of yellow, orange, pin

>>swipe>> . Maybe I’m not very good at understanding love,l. But I do know that I love the way the sun diffuses rays of yellow, orange, pin