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İlahi Ente Maksudi ve Rızake Matlubi. Anyone can be a friend in the sun. There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand without you even speaking a word.

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Malare-Floret thy name in Malayalam! My first attempt at English Translation of this wonderful Malayalam song, Malare, which i played in loop many times! July 17, 2015. Azhalinte Aazhangalil- Calisthenics with words. New Atheists are privilege deniers- Sushant Taing. New Atheists are privilege deniers- Sushant Taing. New Atheists are privilege deniers- Sushant Taing.

Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known. Since I was on my way to work I had to go to the store and get myself some pencils and a sketch book. Anyway I did my first version of this wolf. And I am in need of some feedback. I need feedback only about the wolf. No idea why I tried to write something. Anyway is there parts that you think needs to be changed? Or is it cool the way it is? By life as sirli.

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Of some leaves and lies. There was that day when. I sought to find you in the dew drops. Of a broken sense of longing,. And there is today when i. Betray the silence by breathing your name-. Of human and what makes you. Some lost trinkets of ours are learning to speak. A love note to my hallucinations. We were straight lines hooked at the beginning. Where eyes beat for hearts.

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