As a writer I feel like a sweeper of ink with no blood to sweep,
And no letters to make my bed on,
Feels like a world ceased to exist without pain of the authors to weep on!
Invited by: Prakhar ♡
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Day | Followers | Gain | % Gain |
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January 05, 2024 | 81 | +10 | +14.1% |
November 26, 2022 | 71 | +5 | +7.6% |
August 02, 2022 | 66 | +1 | +1.6% |
June 26, 2022 | 65 | -3 | -4.5% |
May 19, 2022 | 68 | +2 | +3.1% |
April 11, 2022 | 66 | +2 | +3.2% |
November 29, 2021 | 64 | +4 | +6.7% |
October 21, 2021 | 60 | -1 | -1.7% |
September 14, 2021 | 61 | +33 | +117.9% |