As the star shines, you take a sit at the corner of the room. I was there when you being overwhelmed about her.
"She said yes", you proclaimed.
"I'll miss you".
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Random"Age is just number right?" he asked. "Perhaps" "You seems not agree. Why so?" again. "It might be number. By that, i mean the age itself. The memories on it, well... it last"
