A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I — Sanhita Baruah
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A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I say I don't write poems, I just write dreams.

— Sanhita Baruah
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