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White We are stories of broken hearts that never dared to break or, even hurt anyone... ©wild flower #goodnightimages #story #Life #Real #Pain #hurt #YourQuoteAndMine #yourquote #yourquotebaba

White We are stories of broken hearts that never dared to break or, even hurt anyone... ©wild flower #goodnightimages #story #Life #Real #Pain #hurt #YourQuoteAndMine #yourquote #yourquotebaba

DhEeR

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White मैं बेहद सादगी पसंद इंसान हूं दुनियां के, दिखावटी लोगों से मेरी ज्यादा बनती नहीं है... ©DhEeR #summer_vacation #motivate #motivatation #real #Love

White मैं बेहद सादगी पसंद इंसान हूं दुनियां के, दिखावटी लोगों से मेरी ज्यादा बनती नहीं है... ©DhEeR #summer_vacation #motivate #motivatation #real #Love

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White माँ का घर पर न होना ख़ुद घर का घर पर न होना है.! #मातृ_दिवस ©DhEeR #mothers_day #real #live #Love #Motion

White माँ का घर पर न होना ख़ुद घर का घर पर न होना है.! #मातृ_दिवस ©DhEeR #mothers_day #real #live #Love #Motion

Prince Martin

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White The chime of the doorbell pierced through the quiet solitude of my evening, startling me from the comfortable silence that had enveloped my home. As I approached the door, a sense of trepidation mingled with curiosity within me. Upon opening it, my eyes were met with the unfamiliar sight of a woman standing before me. Dressed in a simple yet elegant dress, she exuded an air of uncertainty that seemed to emanate from her very presence. 'May I help you, Miss?' I inquired, trying to conceal the surprise in my voice. 'My name is Jenelia,' she responded, her voice soft and melodious. 'It seems I have experienced an unfortunate incident with my vehicle just a few blocks from here.' Hesitantly, I invited her inside, the genuine innocence in her eyes overriding my initial apprehension. As she settled at my kitchen table, sipping cautiously on the cup of tea I had prepared, I learned that she was new to this town, having recently moved here from a distant land. Over the course of the next few hours, as Jenelia's unassuming demeanor gradually lowered my defenses, I found myself drawn to her quiet strength and the ease with which she seemed to fit into my world. Days turned into weeks, and our friendship grew stronger with each passing encounter. Jenelia's presence inexplicably filled my life with a warmth and light that I had never known before. Her unannounced visits became a welcome staple in my routine, her smile a beacon of radiance that could brighten even the cloudiest of days. The conversations we shared flowed effortlessly, connecting us on a level that transcended the boundaries of time and space. I found myself sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings with her, a level of vulnerability I had never dared to exhibit with anyone else. As our bond deepened, I couldn't help but wonder what my life would have been like had Jenelia never crossed my path. Her presence had become so integral to my existence that the mere thought of our separation sent a shiver down my spine. Looking back, I realize that while my life had been complete before Jenelia's arrival, it was her unexpected intrusion that had made it truly exceptional. Her presence had illuminated my world in ways I never could have imagined, and for that, I am eternally grateful. ©Prince Martin #Night #story #Love #Jene #Love #story

White The chime of the doorbell pierced through the quiet solitude of my evening, startling me from the comfortable silence that had enveloped my home. As I approached the door, a sense of trepidation mingled with curiosity within me. Upon opening it, my eyes were met with the unfamiliar sight of a woman standing before me. Dressed in a simple yet elegant dress, she exuded an air of uncertainty that seemed to emanate from her very presence. 'May I help you, Miss?' I inquired, trying to conceal the surprise in my voice. 'My name is Jenelia,' she responded, her voice soft and melodious. 'It seems I have experienced an unfortunate incident with my vehicle just a few blocks from here.' Hesitantly, I invited her inside, the genuine innocence in her eyes overriding my initial apprehension. As she settled at my kitchen table, sipping cautiously on the cup of tea I had prepared, I learned that she was new to this town, having recently moved here from a distant land. Over the course of the next few hours, as Jenelia's unassuming demeanor gradually lowered my defenses, I found myself drawn to her quiet strength and the ease with which she seemed to fit into my world. Days turned into weeks, and our friendship grew stronger with each passing encounter. Jenelia's presence inexplicably filled my life with a warmth and light that I had never known before. Her unannounced visits became a welcome staple in my routine, her smile a beacon of radiance that could brighten even the cloudiest of days. The conversations we shared flowed effortlessly, connecting us on a level that transcended the boundaries of time and space. I found myself sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings with her, a level of vulnerability I had never dared to exhibit with anyone else. As our bond deepened, I couldn't help but wonder what my life would have been like had Jenelia never crossed my path. Her presence had become so integral to my existence that the mere thought of our separation sent a shiver down my spine. Looking back, I realize that while my life had been complete before Jenelia's arrival, it was her unexpected intrusion that had made it truly exceptional. Her presence had illuminated my world in ways I never could have imagined, and for that, I am eternally grateful. ©Prince Martin #Night #story #Love #Jene #Love #story

Ranjitha Gowda

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White It's only by God's grace that one can get joy of reciting the Ramayana.Wordly pleasure cannot to spritual joy. ©Ranjitha Gowda #ramnavmi #Traditional_Arts ust #love#real

White It's only by God's grace that one can get joy of reciting the Ramayana.Wordly pleasure cannot to spritual joy. ©Ranjitha Gowda #ramnavmi #Traditional_Arts ust #love#real

Aashu Alfaji Samundar

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White akele khadi ak masoom adaa .m ne jakar us s kha kuch iss tarha ki muskura padi.. baat wo u thi aapke paas koi naksha to nai ..wo boli kya .. m ne kha aapki nasseeli aankhon m main kho sa gya hu ©Aashu Alfaji Samundar my real story

White akele khadi ak masoom adaa .m ne jakar us s kha kuch iss tarha ki muskura padi.. baat wo u thi aapke paas koi naksha to nai ..wo boli kya .. m ne kha aapki nasseeli aankhon m main kho sa gya hu ©Aashu Alfaji Samundar my real story