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I visited the wonderland after ages I was welcomed in the same old way. The lavenders performed a splendid show Reminding me of the last May. The mansion was as we left it, holding all the memories we made. Your clothes were laying on the floor near bed. I still remember how I allowed you to invade. The family photo was hanging in the gallery showing off one of my greatest achievements. Those trips to London, Paris and New York, a new adventure on every weekend. The empty rooms haunt me now but I am holding it all with a thin strand. (*If you ever want to return, darling, Just come back to our Wonderland.*)
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
Our Wonderland.
I visited the wonderland after ages I was welcomed in the same old way. The lavenders performed a splendid show Reminding me of the last May. The mansion was as we left it, holding all the memories we made. Your clothes were laying on the floor near bed. I still remember how I allowed you to invade. The family photo was hanging in the gallery showing off one of my greatest achievements. Those trips to London, Paris and New York, a new adventure on every weekend. The empty rooms haunt me now but I am holding it all with a thin strand. (*If you ever want to return, darling, Just come back to our Wonderland.*)
You'll know where to find me.
javaria-waseem
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
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