కొన్నిసార్లు రక్తం కారుతున్నప్పుడు అది బాధ కాదు, ఆరంభం💜
Sometimes when the blood oozes out it's not suffering, rather a beginning
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When I paint the walls of my future, I would use the colors of your memories. Each brushstroke would be made from the strands of our shared ...
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