"I have my wings yet hidden but you already got them to flutter along. However isn't it too quick?" asked Taehyung.
Jimin smiled, "Maybe that's called destiny."
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Cover by Sxftaboo
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Because of your presence my Ulterior desire vanished in a moment Tactless farms of my soul got transformed into Tarts of intimate delicacy Euphoria would be your pseudonym if I was to suggest Rest would fail with their umpteenth attempt as you merge with the quality of Flowers having the fragrance of the kindest blood Love would be the other expression of your heart where You and me are tied with the strongest oath of proud adoration
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A pair of Gucci shoes crushed the thin grass blades, commencing to the holy centre of the garden of remembrance. The sky was in its best charming hue with no grey sights at all. Aroma of tender lavender disseminated in the cool breeze. Bright yellow flowers of forsythia danced as the puff of air hit their petals. The aura was free of fracas, a strong calmness surrounded it. Tail ends of the long rosemary stems brushed the surface of black skinny material sticking to a pair of masculine limbs which generously went on in their intentions letting the turfs grasp the notorious presence instead of freaking out with fear.
The tall figure paused with the passing of a few more steps ahead. His brunette bangs fluttered all over his nictating slits and flawless frons. Base of the huge beech tree grew over a bed of mosses. Its boughs had no leafy banners except for a few twigs and crispy leaves. The branches spread out like sparks of fireworks but in a suitable rhythm.
A pretty big palm landed on the rough greyish brown layer of the trunk. "Hey, how are you? It's been quite long I guess. I missed you," spoke the young man while rubbing the blossom gently. His lips extended for a light glow. "Did you miss me? I know you did," he continued, "But you know what? The bud of our friendship can't dry out. You're forever young Jiminie, my soulmate."
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