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Bhagyashree Jena

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Unsplash love to be in the world of fiction, where no pain exists, just taking pleasure in the world full of mysteries, like the harry potter series. ©Bhagyashree Jena #fiction

Unsplash love to be in the world of fiction, where no pain exists, just taking pleasure in the world full of mysteries, like the harry potter series. ©Bhagyashree Jena #fiction

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White The kid in me was excited to grow up, but the adult in me is exhausted from having grown up... ©wild flower #good_night #adult #kid #Life

White The kid in me was excited to grow up, but the adult in me is exhausted from having grown up... ©wild flower #good_night #adult #kid #Life

मैं चराग़ों की तरफ़

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भरोसा टूटने की आवाज नहीं होती लेकिन गूंज ज़िंदगी भर सुनाई देती है ©मैं चराग़ों की तरफ़ #diary

भरोसा टूटने की आवाज नहीं होती लेकिन गूंज ज़िंदगी भर सुनाई देती है ©मैं चराग़ों की तरफ़ #diary

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White YB SKETCH ©YB Sketch Realistic Watermelon 🍉 Drawing 🖌️ YB SKETCH #Art #watermelon hd videos

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डॉ राघवेन्द्र

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Dear Diary ✍️आज की डायरी✍️ अब कहाँ वक़्त मिलता है किसी को दो पल साथ रहने का , ज़िन्दगी के कश्मकश में लोग अपने को भी भूल जाते हैं । कुसूर समय का है या ख़ुद का ये समझ नहीं आता है हमें , बदलाव के इस दौर में, इन्सान में इन्सान नज़र नहीं आते हैं ।। ✍️नीरज✍️ ©डॉ राघवेन्द्र #diary

Dear Diary ✍️आज की डायरी✍️ अब कहाँ वक़्त मिलता है किसी को दो पल साथ रहने का , ज़िन्दगी के कश्मकश में लोग अपने को भी भूल जाते हैं । कुसूर समय का है या ख़ुद का ये समझ नहीं आता है हमें , बदलाव के इस दौर में, इन्सान में इन्सान नज़र नहीं आते हैं ।। ✍️नीरज✍️ ©डॉ राघवेन्द्र #diary

Avinash Jha

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White In quiet corners, bound and small, I wait to catch your every call. With pages pure, a canvas wide, I guard the whispers you confide. A treasury of thoughts and dreams, Of fleeting moments and secret schemes. Each word you etch, a life it claims, A silent witness to joys and pains. Through ink-stained nights and candle's glow, I feel the tides of your heart’s flow. From triumph's roar to sorrow’s plea, I cradle all, your memory’s key. Years may pass, and hands may fade, Yet in my arms, your past is laid. A timeless mirror, a faithful friend, I hold your stories till the end. ©Avinash Jha #diary #The_Keeper_of_Time

White In quiet corners, bound and small, I wait to catch your every call. With pages pure, a canvas wide, I guard the whispers you confide. A treasury of thoughts and dreams, Of fleeting moments and secret schemes. Each word you etch, a life it claims, A silent witness to joys and pains. Through ink-stained nights and candle's glow, I feel the tides of your heart’s flow. From triumph's roar to sorrow’s plea, I cradle all, your memory’s key. Years may pass, and hands may fade, Yet in my arms, your past is laid. A timeless mirror, a faithful friend, I hold your stories till the end. ©Avinash Jha #diary #The_Keeper_of_Time