There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette. — Deepa Bajaj
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There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette.

— Deepa Bajaj
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