~metanoia~
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Starting from memories I shared with my granddad, to my long running obsession for the perks of being a wallflower, this is how I see things. You have all the freedom to relate, feel and smile along with my words and memories :))
I'd also like to apologize in advance for any mistakes, I'm a beginner, hoping you'll understand.
Lots of love,
Sree
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