Together with memories and opportunities are the trials, sorrows, and uncertainties of all things in the world and ours.
Delinquent things always replaced by underlying talks and heavenly hugs of wisdom and fortune.
A bloomed orchid died for a little meadow for a stunning backyard. – we won
But it's not only done there,
More than a huge rock of a little tiny creature, stuck at the mode of inhalation – what are we?
Filled of doubts and frustration, so helpless for a rush from a painful, melodramatic series of your life and the under construction life of yours truly.
But dude, a rock can be crack and turn into something better yet bursting sacrifices, tears and hindrances with such unknown usage – we did it again.
Turns to something different, from a sorrow to cheer, a chaotic succession to betterment.
Until when? Until where?
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Catcher of Scratched Memories
РазноеFull of expected remedies of love and affections in unknown mysteries. Metaphor (Try the first part, if its okay then i'll continue )
