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As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they...
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..
“ As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves.. “
Jayita Bhattacharjee

As grief tears the sky at dark, in silence they rain as the flowers of night, soft is their light as morn dew they sit on the leaves..

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