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It has two kinds, One, does not end - a perennial wait for you; One, bound in a moment - wrapped in your embrace
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
Eternity
It has two kinds, One, does not end - a perennial wait for you; One, bound in a moment - wrapped in your embrace
urmilaj
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
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