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I met you in summer. I never liked summer much. But I always cherished you.

The squarish face wearing a rectangular black glass didn't ever go unnoticed. But you were always the stand-offish.

You were so beautiful that I was just mesmerized. But these days I am sorry to myself for being hypnotized.



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