She was his only escape, And she was his only prison. — Akshay Vasu
She was his only escape, And she was his only prison. — Akshay Vasu
She was his only escape, And she was his only prison. — Akshay Vasu
She was his only escape, And she was his only prison. — Akshay Vasu
She was his only escape, And she was his only prison. — Akshay Vasu
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She was his only escape, And she was his only prison.

— Akshay Vasu
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