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Solid is the wood, but the fancy veneer gets all the applause. Another case of style winning over substance. #SolidWood #veneer #style #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

Solid is the wood, but the fancy veneer gets all the applause. Another case of style winning over substance. #SolidWood #veneer #style #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

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Her role in his life, a burma teak veneer, covering an inferior plywood like him. The stabilizer she was, saddled with the reputation of being purely cosmetic. #life #roleplay #veneer #burmateak #inferior #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

Her role in his life, a burma teak veneer, covering an inferior plywood like him. The stabilizer she was, saddled with the reputation of being purely cosmetic. #life #roleplay #veneer #burmateak #inferior #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

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Strong or Weak: There was a proud teak tree in the forest. He was tall and strong. There was a small herb next to the tree. The teak tree said, "I am very handsome and strong. No one can defeat me." Hearing this, the herb replied, "Dear friend, too much pride is harmful. Even the strong will fall one day." The teak ignored the herb's words. He continued to praise himself. A strong wind blew. The teak stood firmly. Even when it rained, the teak stood strong by spreading its leaves. During these times, the herb bowed low. The teak made fun of the herb. One day, there was a storm in the forest. The herb bowed low. As usual, the teak did not want to bow. The storm kept growing stronger. The teak could no longer bear it. He felt his strength giving way. He tried his best to stand upright, but in the end, he fell down. That was the end of the proud tree. When everything was calm again, the herb stood straight. He looked around. He saw that the proud teak had fallen. Moral: Pride goes before a fall. ©NR production (Nisha Ritesh) Strong or Weak: There was a proud teak tree in the forest. He was tall and strong. There was a small herb next to the tree. The teak tree

Strong or Weak: There was a proud teak tree in the forest. He was tall and strong. There was a small herb next to the tree. The teak tree said, "I am very handsome and strong. No one can defeat me." Hearing this, the herb replied, "Dear friend, too much pride is harmful. Even the strong will fall one day." The teak ignored the herb's words. He continued to praise himself. A strong wind blew. The teak stood firmly. Even when it rained, the teak stood strong by spreading its leaves. During these times, the herb bowed low. The teak made fun of the herb. One day, there was a storm in the forest. The herb bowed low. As usual, the teak did not want to bow. The storm kept growing stronger. The teak could no longer bear it. He felt his strength giving way. He tried his best to stand upright, but in the end, he fell down. That was the end of the proud tree. When everything was calm again, the herb stood straight. He looked around. He saw that the proud teak had fallen. Moral: Pride goes before a fall. ©NR production (Nisha Ritesh) Strong or Weak: There was a proud teak tree in the forest. He was tall and strong. There was a small herb next to the tree. The teak tree

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The persistent push of love urges me to boldly steal the crimson from your lips, while offering you the fire from my sun, this exchange of colour & heat changing the hues of our coupling, from a whispered pastel to a loud, lustrous veneer. #push #persistent #love #steal #crimsonlips #crimson #lips #fire #sun #exchange #colour #heat #pastel #loud #lustre #veneer #YoPoWriMo #yqba

The persistent push of love urges me to boldly steal the crimson from your lips, while offering you the fire from my sun, this exchange of colour & heat changing the hues of our coupling, from a whispered pastel to a loud, lustrous veneer. #push #persistent #love #steal #crimsonlips #crimson #lips #fire #sun #exchange #colour #heat #pastel #loud #lustre #veneer #YoPoWriMo #yqba

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And, In the long run, the layers fall down. "Veneer of rotten emotions, Is getting peeled off, Slowly, Slowly, As the sun climbs up, Inch By Inch,

And, In the long run, the layers fall down. "Veneer of rotten emotions, Is getting peeled off, Slowly, Slowly, As the sun climbs up, Inch By Inch,

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There's been nothing but emptiness- Filled to the brim with vacuums and voids. (Caption) I scampered to the street of dread and death, Let myself roll over the blood and gore, Until I sobbed the crap out of my throat, For I've be

There's been nothing but emptiness- Filled to the brim with vacuums and voids. (Caption) I scampered to the street of dread and death, Let myself roll over the blood and gore, Until I sobbed the crap out of my throat, For I've be

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For a change, I ditched one flower at a time, instead of a petal. (Caption) _______ For a change, I ditched one flower at a time, 'stead of a petal. I pass this secret: Jealousy has become a run of a mill. Do you k

For a change, I ditched one flower at a time, instead of a petal. (Caption) _______ For a change, I ditched one flower at a time, 'stead of a petal. I pass this secret: Jealousy has become a run of a mill. Do you k