That Stranger was my Angel
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It was six years ago, when I saw that angel in the bus. She is the most picture-perfect lady that I've ever seen. She makes my languid days animated and full of exhiliration. She was once a stranger, yet I fell in love with her all of a sudden.
But where is she now? When will I see her beauteous face again? Will I still see her? I am Brian, and this is my bus story.
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