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LOVE BEYOND TIME

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Bab 3
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Bab 3
Durasi 15m

caffeinatedjane10

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"I like broken things, half done paintings, uneven textures, worn out materials, old music, and even messy stuff. I don't have a good reason in particular to why, perhaps simply because they remind me of the soul that resides beyond my skin and bones."

"Then darling, let me have the privilege of fixing those things, completing your half done paintings, smoothen the rough texture, renew the broken, sing you your favourite songs and organise the mess for you. Let me have the privilege of loving you, taking care of you. My love, allow me to love you so much that this love mends your soul."


                                          "And sometimes, against all odds, against all logic, we still hope"
            
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