The mysterious ways in which life unfolds dissolving us in its different colors makes us who we are! Writing away on Mystic Hues as life pulls me through. Your greatest critics is not someone who looks into the frame but one who jumps into the deep soul of your story bringing out the essence of the hidden plot. Ground me on not exploring further, dig me on not touching cords and then will I burn myself to write forever..
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From my balcony
26.03.2020 18.30 pm - 19.20 pm Stay there for some more time, Before time gobbles you for today! Are you screening the waters ...
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A part of me feels so complete, so full, that it just doesn’t matter to desire now!! My hands come together to worship you, with such ...
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Here, you come again and wake me up, Here, you come again and slam me up! This moment seems quite familiar, This moment seems quite...

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