QUIETLY YOURS..
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~for all who thinks no one cares~
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•Ayra Ansari•
She wasn't loudest person in the room but somehow she always became its heartbeat..
"Some people leave footprints, Ayra leaves stories"
•Daniyal Raza•
The kind of person you'd miss in crowded room-until you realised he had noticed everything about it..
"He never asked for attention. He simply noticed the things everyone else forgot."
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Love can find a way itself..
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