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Viraaj Sisodiya

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Being a checkmate in life's summary does not mean that you have been blown over; you have become dispersed, perished, and ruined, as much as you have been impaired by the transgress situation; it means. Due to your innovation work being dislocated, there is a fracture or outrage in its functioning. Only you have to be disembodied from a state of vitiate. Your life-brooding is always in a state of virgin migration, and your novelty networks are always in vernal ordwelling, with assuagement and commiseration being gossip, not miff. It animates your toonification energy with the medication of nature. ©Viraaj Sisodiya #Checkmate #Summary #Situation #Work #Life #YourQuote #Viraaj

Being a checkmate in life's summary does not mean that you have been blown over; you have become dispersed, perished, and ruined, as much as you have been impaired by the transgress situation; it means. Due to your innovation work being dislocated, there is a fracture or outrage in its functioning. Only you have to be disembodied from a state of vitiate. Your life-brooding is always in a state of virgin migration, and your novelty networks are always in vernal ordwelling, with assuagement and commiseration being gossip, not miff. It animates your toonification energy with the medication of nature. ©Viraaj Sisodiya #Checkmate #Summary #Situation #Work #Life #YourQuote #Viraaj

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White Wishing Best Of Luck 🤞 to All India ln Players ©Jitendra Kashyap #Paris_Olympics_2024 Best Of Luck To all Indian Players

White Wishing Best Of Luck 🤞 to All India ln Players ©Jitendra Kashyap #Paris_Olympics_2024 Best Of Luck To all Indian Players

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The canvas of achievement is painted stroke by stroke, not by chance. ©Srinivas The canvas of achievement is painted stroke by stroke, not by chance.

The canvas of achievement is painted stroke by stroke, not by chance. ©Srinivas The canvas of achievement is painted stroke by stroke, not by chance.

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White INDIA is the Best ©The Homes INDIAN is the best

Santosh Jangam

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"Unspoken Depths" Let words flow, emotions show. Eyes speak when voice is low. Not all needs to be expressed, A gaze can convey the rest. In this depth of emotions vast, Hide some things, some meant to last. Understand some things unsaid, Clearly express what needs to be read. Calm the clashing waves within, Hand in hand, let's journey begin. Seek answers, don't stray from the road, In actions, find your life's code. Control the mind, let reason reign, Seize the moment, cast away pain. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem emphasizes the importance of unspoken communication and taking action to achieve life's goals.

"Unspoken Depths" Let words flow, emotions show. Eyes speak when voice is low. Not all needs to be expressed, A gaze can convey the rest. In this depth of emotions vast, Hide some things, some meant to last. Understand some things unsaid, Clearly express what needs to be read. Calm the clashing waves within, Hand in hand, let's journey begin. Seek answers, don't stray from the road, In actions, find your life's code. Control the mind, let reason reign, Seize the moment, cast away pain. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem emphasizes the importance of unspoken communication and taking action to achieve life's goals.

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"Monsoon Magic" Green embrace, beauty rare, Drenched saree, with tender care. Deep breaths, pure delight, Dreamlike moment, holding tight. Raindrops whisper, time stands still, World aglow, on her window sill. Breeze caresses, fleeting dream, Who is she? A monsoon gleam. Apsara's grace, stars ignite, Enchanting presence, bathed in light. Nature's touch, maiden fair, Words fall short, beauty beyond compare. Rain god smiles, promise untold, "I'll return," whispers brave and bold. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem paints a vivid picture of a beautiful woman enjoying a monsoon shower, highlighting the beauty of nature and the fleeting nat

"Monsoon Magic" Green embrace, beauty rare, Drenched saree, with tender care. Deep breaths, pure delight, Dreamlike moment, holding tight. Raindrops whisper, time stands still, World aglow, on her window sill. Breeze caresses, fleeting dream, Who is she? A monsoon gleam. Apsara's grace, stars ignite, Enchanting presence, bathed in light. Nature's touch, maiden fair, Words fall short, beauty beyond compare. Rain god smiles, promise untold, "I'll return," whispers brave and bold. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem paints a vivid picture of a beautiful woman enjoying a monsoon shower, highlighting the beauty of nature and the fleeting nat