But isn’t it a drab when marriages becomes as ordinary as changing gears when need to touch is prompted by some deflation, dent or disaster... but perhaps when souls marry stars sings and butterflies lit up as it chase after fireflies of colours
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But isn’t it a drab when marriages becomes as ordinary as changing gears when need to touch is prompted by some deflation, dent or disaster... but perhaps when souls marry stars sings and butterflies lit up as it chase after fireflies of colours