@official_khanoo: #ژوندی_دې_وي_لوی_افغانستان

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nello.naz
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no bay frends😭
2024-11-13 22:26:39
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its__faisal_danger
SHAH FAISAL AHMADZAI 🥀💔🦁 :
جار شم وروره 🥰
2024-11-25 07:46:00
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@userAftab123 :
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مالنګي طوطاخيل :
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My destiny tale :
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Roman Paghmani :
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@Asad baba} :
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Ijaz Ahmed :
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Sara.ktk :
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🦅king 💪afg👑پشتون🦅 :
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حیات لالا 📿🤨📿 :
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2024-11-13 21:37:47
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The Summer of Seashell Wishes ✨ There was a seaside village where summer always smelled like salt and lemon pie. The lighthouse stood tall, watching over the waves, while seagulls danced above the shimmering blue water. A little girl in a red dress loved to spend her days exploring the shore with her mother. They would wander hand in hand, collecting smooth stones and seashells that glimmered like tiny treasures. The girl believed that each shell held a wish, and if you whispered your heart’s desire into it and tossed it back into the sea, the waves would carry it straight to the horizon—where dreams were made. One morning, as the mist still hung low, she stood by the water’s edge, her hat tied with a red ribbon fluttering in the breeze. A white sailboat drifted far away, its sail bright against the deep blue. She closed her eyes and whispered into a pink shell, "I wish to sail to the edge of the world and see the stars up close." Her mother smiled, squeezing her hand. "The sea listens," she whispered, "and it always remembers." Days turned to weeks, and the little girl continued her morning walks, leaving seashell wishes along the shore. Until one bright, golden afternoon, as the waves lazily rolled in, she saw something glimmering in the water—a tiny starfish, shaped perfectly like the ones in her dreams. She held it close, its soft points tickling her fingertips, and laughed with pure joy. In that moment, she knew her wishes were not just whispers to the sea—they were promises. Promises that adventures were always just one step, one shell, one splash away. And so, she ran back to the lighthouse, her heart as light as the wind, ready to make a thousand more wishes along the shimmering shore.

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