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"My heart aches for the withered rose, a relic on the windowsill, whispering of a love that once bloomed beneath the moonlit sky. ©Ruby Jha ‘बृजबाला ’ "

My heart aches for the withered rose, a relic on the windowsill, whispering of a love that once bloomed beneath the moonlit sky. ©Ruby Jha ‘बृजबाला ’

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