sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me. — Sanober Khan
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me. — Sanober Khan
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me. — Sanober Khan
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me. — Sanober Khan
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me. — Sanober Khan
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sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.

— Sanober Khan
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