there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, someti — Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
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there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, sometimesdwindledisappeardieand are rebornwhen you smile again.

— Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
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you wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life’s treesthat first ever roseto — Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest
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violent storms. and beautiful smiles. both have electricity. both are equally destructive in nature. — Sanober Khan
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