The pain echoes when the heart start to remember the past...how strong muscles are but all are weaken by heart that are too demanding sometimes...but dont cry, till sun stop coming then hope is nowhere but around.
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The pain echoes when the heart start to remember the past...how strong muscles are but all are weaken by heart that are too demanding sometimes...but dont cry, till sun stop coming then hope is nowhere but around.