No more noisy, loud words from me, such is my master’s will. Hence-forth I deal in whispers. The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song. TAGORE Share this:TweetEmailPrintMoreRedditShare on TumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related SixtysevenSixtynine
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