The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.- — Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
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The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.-TARA

— Amita Trasi, The Color of our Sky
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