My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.wha — Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.wha — Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.wha — Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.wha — Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.wha — Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
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My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.what you need more than happiness of your loves one.

— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
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