Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me. — Trishna B. made it up myself
Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me. — Trishna B. made it up myself
Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me. — Trishna B. made it up myself
Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me. — Trishna B. made it up myself
Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me. — Trishna B. made it up myself
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Words used to be all I had. Now even they have deserted me.

— Trishna B. made it up myself
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