You're more than love
and every pain.
You're in me
I'll hit all love lane.
Being papa's daughter
I've no loss but every gain.
In sibling's eye
increase happiness ten o ten.
In your arms, my spouse
I'm insane.
I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple
Holi, the Indian "Festival of Colors," is far more than a vibrant spectacle of pigment and water. While it marks the arrival of...
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