Of course, for the first time I set my eyes on you, clock ticking , it was you Eve of my Holly Garden. How did I know it, I don't cause I felt it.
Did somebody knows love itself? Probably no...
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Short StoryThe different angles in which a prosperous relationship should be seen by. How it evolves from Me and You to We so on and so. The true visage of self-worth, and self-work. How I grow up and fell at point rise up move forward no matter what. In pro...
