Perpetuity.

مقروء 437
صوت 29
أجزاء 29
الوقت 16m

مقروء 437
صوت 29
أجزاء 29
الوقت 16m

(n) the state or quality of lasting forever.

1. Serendipity
2. Stay
3. Perpetuity
4. Epiphany 

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