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Aug 2020
She
Why are your eyes full of
T
E
  A
    R
      S
When your heart is as cold as
ice
Originally titled as "The Virtue of Melancholy and other-related perks of being sad so that this highly suspect feeling can be called love"
Splashes of Surreal
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Splashes of Surreal  25/M/New Delhi, India
(25/M/New Delhi, India)   
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