Death Quote by Devika Todi

“But maybe, I miss who I was. The capacity I held to be myself. Beyond the burden of years, and silent deaths of versions That no longer hold true.” quote by Devika Todi — Download Open image

““But maybe, I miss who I was. The capacity I held to be myself. Beyond the burden of years, and silent deaths of versions That no longer hold true.””

Devika Todi

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