Ironically, yours.
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MatureOngoing
Last published Sun, Sep 30, 2018
Two different people. Two different characteristics. Two different goals.
One perfect timing. One perfect meeting. One perfect war.
Who be the one to say. Who will be the one to stay. Who will be the one to go away.
Ironically, yours.
ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2018 // chalwp_
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