NIGHT TALKS
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Last published Sat, Mar 14, 2020
[COMPLETED]
His intense glare never escaped mine. I glared at him, too. His eyebrow twitched but then I continued to walk, passing him.
The scene is always like that. And I never knew that I'll crave for a conversation with him... every night.
That he will be my favorite night talks.
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