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"At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss", carved into the stone. It has three words...but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read "Loss"... Only feel it." (c)
US welcomed me with great weather and bitter sweet flashbacks. Returning from trips you are never going to be the same. As well as after losing someone special.
You will always be my Mr. Big, you know, but in our case without happily ever after.
US welcomed me with great weather and bitter sweet flashbacks. Returning from trips you are never going to be the same. As well as after losing someone special.
You will always be my Mr. Big, you know, but in our case without happily ever after.