the matchstick too lies in slumber till the friction of another’s, strikes its heart. © vidursahdev 2019 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLike this:Like Loading...
Pretty pretty pretty pretty.
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Thanks, K! 🙂
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That’s hot, lol.
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Thanks, EN! 😉
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Beautiful thought… Friction is needed to grow and use oneself…
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Very true. Thank you, Ameet!
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What a thought, Sirji!
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