🌌The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.. I'm
just a girl who sit and watch the sky and it's beautiful shades... & thinking to touch them with hands remembered its just a sky and it will change after sometime... but me is always me with vintage heart and with full of dreams which couldn't be come true...🌌
🌌_Shilhamadhuri_tanguturi🌌
Aug 2, 2022
Aug 2, 2022 at 10:48 AM UTC
🌌The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.. I'm
just a girl who sit and watch the sky and it's beautiful shades... & thinking to touch them with hands remembered its just a sky and it will change after sometime... but me is always me with vintage heart and with full of dreams which couldn't be come true...🌌
🌌_Shilhamadhuri_tanguturi🌌
Sky & it's beautiful shades With beautiful dreams
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