I was six when my first journey was made.................
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When Stories Faded Unheard.
"There is no greater pain than being met with silence by the one person you were waiting to connect with". Balakbalak, nangna balu...
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We leaned from childhood To a seeds of thousand wood, Mingling to and fro with passion To catch the golden spores Of delightful nature...
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Warmest wishes. Tis the season to wish one another joy and love and peace. These are my wishes for you, Merry Christmas our dearest friend...
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Kama kataknu lungmuan anu Chung bina kahou we. Kama kataknu ngam Apa kutpuang bina lousu we. Naosen kum heiya sai, karowe, Ngam rubo h...
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