// Fields of Heather//In the deserted isleshe gets nostalgic,Runs her finger over the bouquet like bushes cryptic,with a smile. And above her fingers,There floats the petal like flames.Where they passed their days together. Wandering in the fields of Heather. -
// Fields of Heather//In the deserted isleshe gets nostalgic,Runs her finger over the bouquet like bushes cryptic,with a smile. And above her fingers,There floats the petal like flames.Where they passed their days together. Wandering in the fields of Heather.
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With all her yells burried withinSilence was her ultimate disguise.She kept quiet. Coz that's what they recognise,as being wise.//Read Caption// -
With all her yells burried withinSilence was her ultimate disguise.She kept quiet. Coz that's what they recognise,as being wise.//Read Caption//
All she could say was thatShe was fine, wearing a smile,While, only those pepper spray Knew how she really felt. -
All she could say was thatShe was fine, wearing a smile,While, only those pepper spray Knew how she really felt.
Recalling the aura which had the nostalgia of Life Before Covid...Distance whispered the real meaning of closeness... -
Recalling the aura which had the nostalgia of Life Before Covid...Distance whispered the real meaning of closeness...
Somewhere she knew,When she had a lot to choose,There was something amongst the choices,that was bound to lose -
Somewhere she knew,When she had a lot to choose,There was something amongst the choices,that was bound to lose
Happy Birthdayto thisAmazing Soul! -
Happy Birthdayto thisAmazing Soul!
//its just,She concealedWhat he confided.Smiling at her,as he turned those pages.// -
//its just,She concealedWhat he confided.Smiling at her,as he turned those pages.//
Every maths teacher*Who has been solving the same freaking Question for about 10 years*Be like :(to us who saw the Question for yhe first time in life) -
Every maths teacher*Who has been solving the same freaking Question for about 10 years*Be like :(to us who saw the Question for yhe first time in life)
Can't "we" be reality?Am tired of making memories -
Can't "we" be reality?Am tired of making memories
To our WWH -
To our WWH