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Lost In Stars Of Love
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Ongoing, First published Mar 03, 2021
Love has no meaning in words. It is not a  logic nor a disease.  It is just a magic.  A feeling that every heart feels.  By believing, we care and by caring we fall in love.  But what does that love actually means in this language of a girl whose imagination is keep revolving around a strange face. She calls it a dream.  But  apart from imagination,  this turns out to be truth in her past.  The one who forgets the past, always get lost in future. Afterall past hides a mystery which is not told. Love is permanent. Sometimes there's a miracle when someone pray and after all, love is a magic itself.
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