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May 2019
One day all of us will get separated from each other. we will miss our conversations of everthing and nothing and dreams we had. Days, months and years will pass until this contact becomes rare
One day our children will see our pictures and ask who are these people?
and we will smile with invisible tears because a heart touched with a strong word and you will say "it was them that i had the best days of my life with."
One day.
Written by
Anfal  F/kuwait City
(F/kuwait City)   
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