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- LECTURES 16
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- Chapitres 1
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication lun., avr. 26, 2021
Perhaps, I am just a teenager but agony have aged me. Small heartaches due to a vanished lover and a short journey I keep carrying in my mind and heart. As if a permanent mark was left from a stranger that no longer belongs in my life.
A small collection of words and a travel down memory lane is what has left of that first breakup. An aspiring teenager, a cyber lover, long distance relationship and a far too long journey for a broken heart.
Somehow I managed to collect my thoughts into small chapters, describing our struggles and most cherished moments in past tense.
Come join a casual time travel to brighter days, reliving those memories in a way your heart might sympathize with.
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