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Blue Butterfly

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Why so it is, Desires looses their urge with time ? --------------------- Why all the achieved don't retain the cheer; But the lost, ever keeps alive the yearn. --------------------- The opposites would have made life simpler; Why so it is, always life but works the otherwise ? #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #desires #urge #fallacy #life

Why so it is, Desires looses their urge with time ? --------------------- Why all the achieved don't retain the cheer; But the lost, ever keeps alive the yearn. --------------------- The opposites would have made life simpler; Why so it is, always life but works the otherwise ? #yqbaba #yourquote #peppeboy #yqenglish #desires #urge #fallacy #life

Asiya Shaikh

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Envy of moon's resplendent stars have made it aloof, lacking the chivalry to thanks the gratefulness of shiny loan. Grats to the moon for forgiving the deptors ungracious. The night is not beautiful just due to stars, there is a sky beneath it which add its wisdom. Thanks for inviting me to collab. As I am not getting nap, it being a feast to my insomnia. I don't know whether it makes sense or not, hope you will like it. #badee #namoos #star #fallacy Pc~Wallpaperscraft #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Namoos ناموس

Envy of moon's resplendent stars have made it aloof, lacking the chivalry to thanks the gratefulness of shiny loan. Grats to the moon for forgiving the deptors ungracious. The night is not beautiful just due to stars, there is a sky beneath it which add its wisdom. Thanks for inviting me to collab. As I am not getting nap, it being a feast to my insomnia. I don't know whether it makes sense or not, hope you will like it. #badee #namoos #star #fallacy Pc~Wallpaperscraft #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Namoos ناموس

Hemalatha G

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My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to love them for what they are; not since they bear your fingerprints. I want to tell you that you looked stunning in sleek black shirt rather than the white one. This is what I do. I end up weaving feckless pieces. Pieces, I'll despise to hate for they bear your references. I'm wondering if I'm depending upon your moves. I'm not, am I? My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to

My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to love them for what they are; not since they bear your fingerprints. I want to tell you that you looked stunning in sleek black shirt rather than the white one. This is what I do. I end up weaving feckless pieces. Pieces, I'll despise to hate for they bear your references. I'm wondering if I'm depending upon your moves. I'm not, am I? My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to

Ankit

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Upliftment is resourcing underprivileged to get positivistic returns, whereas appeasement following unexpected return policy, maintain the fallacy ! #appeasement #fallacy #yqbaba

Upliftment is resourcing underprivileged to get positivistic returns, whereas appeasement following unexpected return policy, maintain the fallacy ! #appeasement #fallacy #yqbaba