Her hopes were jutting from her countenance, and desires were ember in her doe eyes. She maybe bodily inert but from the heart she was a soaring lark.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Her hopes were jutting from her countenance, and desires were ember in her doe eyes. She maybe bodily inert but from the heart she was a soaring lark.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
another beauty!
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Thank you so much Wendi. I appreciate all your read and lovely comments
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truly the pleasure is mine.
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😊🌸
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Amazing piece
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Thank ohh so much Rotimi
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You’re gladly welcome
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😊🌸
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I feel this. So lovely ❤️
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Thank you D🌸
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Beauty at it’s peak. Nothing more to say. 😊
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Thank you Anne ❤️
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🙂 😊
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It’s a wow……..hope does it to people 😊
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Thank you so much Sakshi
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Always a pleasure 😊
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😊🌸
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So beautiful!❤
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Thank you so much Richa
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Aha the beauty which a free soul exhudes.
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Thank you Megha 😊🌸
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Beautiful again💕
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Thank you Yasmin 😊🌸
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😊🌼
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Wow……very beautiful.
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