Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. — Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. — Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. — Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. — Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. — Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
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Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

— Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
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