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DILL KI ALFAAZ...❤️

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I am not a professional writer but I love to write poems and stories. mujhe nhi pata main kese likhti hun ya mere words kisi se connect ho pate h ya nhi....😌 but main bas itna janti hun when I fall in love with my precious....🙈
mujhe khud se pyar hone laga dil ki baaton ko ase words me sajana pasand aane laga ,pyar ko kuch tarah jatana pasand àane laga....🤭 so all my poems dedicated to my love and all of you guys jo apne pyar ko kuch tarah se jatana chahte ho....❤️ I hope aap sabko mere poems achhi lage and aap khud Ko bhi iss connected feel kar Paao... thank you 🤗All Rights Reserved

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