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Where had love gone?
The glasses were broken. The ceramic vases, which had been made by his own hands and gifted to me on my 21st birthday, were broken. The pe...
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What Am I? I live in a library Trapped under thick covers, their smell lingering on me. Not even light penetrates me, yet I can be seen....
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Hi world! Welcome to my blog! I hope you enjoy my first blog post! So here it goes... Title: The Silver Spiral The forest was a dark an...
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My words are a weapon. a weapon so sharp, so lethal, like a blade jutting into others, at the hint of my command. My words are a weapon. i...
Hii Riddhimaa
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ReplyDeleteCongratulations...on ur new blog...
ReplyDeleteLet's hear your stories..
Thank you
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