When the sun comes alive and the world starts to dance, sing with me the phrases of our delicate story.
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PoetryBlend of words with feelings jumbled in a whole course of poetry. [ Insta : @ayeshajay__ ]
part 55
When the sun comes alive and the world starts to dance, sing with me the phrases of our delicate story.