For you, my love.
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My life is a tragic story. A life full of mischief, problems, and uncertainty. It's not a story worth sharing.
Well― at least I met you. Somehow, rainbows and unicorns filled my life when you came for a short period of time.
Note: This is a short story with a limited word count. An entry for WattpadRomancePH's contest Begin With The End
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