Despair Quote by Preeti Bhonsle

“Living in a state of constant wistful despair, perhaps, will be my destiny, said the traveller. Longing to be touched by you, will perhaps, be mine, whispered back the horizon.” quote by Preeti Bhonsle — Download Open image

““Living in a state of constant wistful despair, perhaps, will be my destiny, said the traveller. Longing to be touched by you, will perhaps, be mine, whispered back the horizon.””

Preeti Bhonsle

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