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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.

He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.

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I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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