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Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

Munia Khan

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
MUNIA KHAN

Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
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Beauty Breath Cold Moon
My shadow is tired walking with me; but I have yet to be bored walking with myself, all by myself.
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Bore Shadow Walk
Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment.
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Emptiness Fulfillment Hole Hollow Whole Wonder
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
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Departure Memories Welcome
A lost road will remember your footsteps because someday you may want to return, tracing the way.
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Footstep Inspirational Lost Remember Road Trace
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
MUNIA KHAN

Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.
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Frasp Healing Pain relief Scars Seal
Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.
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Animal Human Wild World
Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.
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Heart Soul Wrap
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
MUNIA KHAN

Love Sky Stars World
It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times.
MUNIA KHAN

Break Up Broken Heart Fools
The love of a half dead heart will keep you half alive.
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Alive Dead Heart Love
Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.
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Bird Curel Feather Kind Soft
Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
MUNIA KHAN

Darkness Light Love
You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all.
MUNIA KHAN

Fall Rise Shore Tide Touch

Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

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Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

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