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Lost paradise

by shiningshiny

Why did I get to know about the myriad faces of the game before I even got in the field?  Players have told me a lot about the game called love .  I never asked them.  Some simply did while some needed to talk out to move on.  I just happened to be the person they could trust with their darkest secrets.  With the tales, my dream of an almost utopian world has receded into the past. Sometimes I just have a minuscule wish to be able to dream of paradise like everyone else.
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Oct 6, 2018
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