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nishasivam@sivan12131511 :

my fav feeling song's by my fav singer hariharan sir

2024-03-04 14:56:40

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Thalapathi Gowtham🇸🇬🇸🇬 :

my favorite Singer ❤️

2024-05-04 14:53:00

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🥀Edhuvum Kadandhu Pokum🥀 :

My fvrd song🥰🥰🥰

2024-05-05 12:40:06

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sai sai :

my most favourite🥰❤️

2024-03-03 14:44:02

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itz me Abi ❤️ :

what a voice hariji 🖤

2024-03-03 08:29:31

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⚕️YL®_Dharshan ... 🔐 :

my favorite 💓😍💘

2024-03-03 00:56:08

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Ramesh Ramesh :

sho sweet song

2024-03-01 17:06:05

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Pullingo2021 :

No words 😶 feeling something

2024-03-03 11:20:15

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susi :

mmm super song 🥰🥰

2024-03-02 20:44:52

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🧿priyajega11🧿 :

favourite song ❤️❤️❤️

2024-03-03 10:17:35

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hinthumathysubram :

Lovely song ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️🌹🌹🌹🌹

2024-05-10 02:45:48

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Santhi RPT :

woooow lovely song of hariharan sir 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻🥰💯🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰♥️💞♥️💞♥️💞♥️💞♥️💞♥️💞♥️🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

2024-03-04 13:09:24

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Selvarani Puspanathan :

feeling 💕💕💕

2024-05-07 01:54:50

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Anthony Patrick :

lovely song🌹🌹🌹🌹

2024-05-09 14:45:39

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user9973865830353 :

my favorite Songs ❤❤❤❤❤🥰🥰🥰🥰

2024-05-04 13:31:19

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Raman :

Very nice song 🎵

2024-05-07 04:00:42

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ℋ 𝑒 𝓂 𝒶 ᥫ᭡. :

❤️🫠🎶

2024-03-05 06:16:37

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kavitha1515 :

super song very nice

2024-03-03 05:41:28

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Pratheep Suman :

favourite😍❤️

2024-03-03 10:35:54

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L🦋 :

This song ❤️😌

2024-03-03 05:04:27

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ammukutty :

favourite signer

2024-03-04 04:04:10

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chandrika jayabalan :

my favourite singer

2024-03-03 10:51:08

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Suguna Kumari :

very nice song 🥰🥰🥰

2024-03-02 15:49:11

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Gajensakthis :

my favourite song 👌👌👌

2024-03-03 10:08:35

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There are days when my mind is so loud that silence feels impossible. Thoughts collide with memories, regrets, questions, and unfinished conversations. Every moment becomes crowded by echoes from another time, another version of myself, another life that seems so distant now. My mind keeps replaying scenes I should have forgotten years ago, yet they return without warning. A familiar street, a song I once loved, a scent carried by the wind, and suddenly I am no longer living in the present. I am standing in the ruins of yesterday, searching for pieces of something that no longer exists. The loudest voices are not the people around me. They are the memories inside my head. They remind me of who I used to be before life became heavier, before disappointment taught me caution, before loss became a permanent companion. They remind me of moments when happiness felt simple and effortless. Back then, I did not know I was living through days that would later become the things I miss the most. I thought there would always be more time, more laughter, more conversations, more chances to hold on to the people and moments that mattered. Now my heart feels cold. Not because it was born that way, but because it learned to protect itself. Every goodbye left a mark. Every broken promise built another wall. Every person who walked away carried a piece of warmth with them. I still care. I still remember. But I no longer know how to show it the way I once did. There is a distance between what I feel and what I allow the world to see. Sometimes I wonder if the heart grows cold because it stops loving, or because it loved too deeply for too long and became exhausted. The hardest part is the emptiness. An empty soul is not the absence of life. It is the absence of the things that once gave life its color. It is waking up and realizing that the people, dreams, and feelings that once filled your days have become memories. It is carrying a thousand emotions but having nowhere to place them. It is smiling when necessary while feeling disconnected from everything around you. It is moving forward while part of you remains trapped somewhere in the past. And that past never stops calling my name. I miss the version of myself that believed everything would work out. I miss the excitement of waiting for someone special to appear. I miss conversations that lasted until sunrise. I miss moments that seemed ordinary at the time but now feel priceless. I miss the feeling of belonging somewhere, of knowing exactly who I was and where I wanted to go. Most of all, I miss the people who made those moments matter. Sometimes I close my eyes and try to visit those memories one more time. I remember the laughter, the dreams, the promises, and the feeling that life was still full of possibilities. For a few seconds, everything feels alive again. Then reality returns, and I remember that memories are beautiful because they cannot stay. They arrive, warm the soul for a moment, and leave behind an even deeper longing. My mind remains loud because it refuses to let go. My heart remains cold because it is tired of breaking. My soul feels empty because it still searches for pieces of itself in places that no longer exist. Yet despite all of this, I continue moving forward. Maybe not with certainty. Maybe not with the same hope I once had. But with the understanding that surviving difficult seasons is also a form of strength. The past will always have a place inside me. The memories will always return when I least expect them. The longing may never completely disappear. But perhaps one day the noise in my mind will become quieter. Perhaps the coldness around my heart will begin to melt. Perhaps the empty spaces inside my soul will be filled with new experiences, new people, and new reasons to keep believing. Until then, I carry my memories with me like old photographs, faded but precious, painful but impossible to throw away. #ifeelyou #feelings #fyp #famous #thought

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