A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting... — Stuti Dhyani
A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting... — Stuti Dhyani
A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting... — Stuti Dhyani
A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting... — Stuti Dhyani
A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting... — Stuti Dhyani
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A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting...

— Stuti Dhyani
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