Many issues to discuss... Many things to describe... Many words yet to write... Many more strifes to endure...
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The sky starts to get brighter by seconds, and I know I should keep the imaginary rain of mine remains in my imaginations inside me.... I bear a hope - a hope that tells me this will last long. A hope that defines every stupid thought of mine. A hope that one day - one day, I'll be able to watch the sunrise....
@ mtl. postEd by outcastE at 10:02 PM 2 commEnts