Where stone meets silence, dreams take form, Warm light spills through the evening storm. Every window whispers hope, every line dares to rise, A home is more than walls—it is love made visible beneath the skies. Architecture is poetry that time itself chooses to inhabit. #architect

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#💝 शायराना इश्क़

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