Until That One Day
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We were what we meant to be Until That One Day. That one day which tossed the scene in reverse , happiness into sorrows, smiles into tears, joys into cries. And that day is irreversible, deeper in souls, comes from no where n took everything every smile we had on our face Until That One Day.
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