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Jun 2015
He held my hands when he first saw me, after that silent night fights. He stared at me like i'm the prettiest girl, and everything feels right. He hugged me like tomorrow will never come and whispers words that sounds better than the first time. He says something serious and i should've said yes and then pressed my head on his chest. A promised that we will never say goodbye, and those were the things that i remember on the 1st of July.
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     aviisevil, NV, pralay patra and majsrivas
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