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"The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind.
But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions".
β±β± Chanakya β±β±
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Music was My First Love...And It'll Be My Last
Music of the future...And music of the past.
To live without my music...Would be impossible to do
In this world of troubles...My music pulls me through
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When you are sad,
look again in your heart
and see you crying over
what gave you joy β°β₯β±
β°β°Kahlil Gibranβ±β±
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.*γ:.γ*
"The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind.
But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions".
β±β± Chanakya β±β±
*γ:.γ*. Β° :.γ* . β’ β Β° β
.*γ:.γ*.*γ* . β’ β:.γ*. Β° :.γ* . β’ β Β° β
Music was My First Love...And It'll Be My Last
Music of the future...And music of the past.
To live without my music...Would be impossible to do
In this world of troubles...My music pulls me through
*γ:.γ*. Β° :.γ* . β’ β Β° β
.*γ:.γ*.*γ:.γ*. Β° :.γ* . β’ β Β° β
When you are sad,
look again in your heart
and see you crying over
what gave you joy β°β₯β±
β°β°Kahlil Gibranβ±β±
*γ:.γ*. Β° :.γ* . β’ β Β° β
.*γ:.γ*