My One Magical Night
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My One Magical Night
It was only 6 hours when I've find out, what true love really is.
It was only 360 minutes when I met the lady who is destined to be with me.
It was only 21, 600 seconds when I've feel the joy, the happiness that I never felt before.
"Where am I? and.. who are you?"
And it was just a snap of our fingers when the butterflies on my stomach is gone, it was just a snap of our fingers when my nightmares eaten me, it was just a snap of our fingers when my heart stop beating, it was just a snap of our fingers when you can't remember me.
How should I deal with it when the thought of forgetting our memories terrifies me.
And guess what? it was just all happened within, My One Magical Night.
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