Between life and death, there is only a tiny thread.
Between sorrow and happiness, there is only a door.
In between love and hatred, there is only a gap.
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC
Between life and death, there is only a tiny thread.
Between sorrow and happiness, there is only a door.
In between love and hatred, there is only a gap.
Who knows what the next sunrise will bring? In a twinkling of an eye, everything can change for good or worse.
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