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It's like a miracle, you and me,like a surreal entity, sent by the gods above,like a bundle of happiness and extreme emotions,like the most flabbergas..
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It's 3 a.m. The time in between. Where the night is just starting to weaken and the dawn hasn't still started to dominate. I open the window on my bed..
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I used to believe nothing is perfect,that everything which seems to be perfect is just a better,worked upon version of something not quite complete.I ..
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It's the first snowfall of the year,and probably the last season I'll ever see.The sky above is a melancholic shade of grey,and I have things locked u..
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Every time we start,a beginning as beautiful as the sunlight,filtered by the blinds,falling on your face,and every time the sun sets into eternal dark..
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If only did I not fear the dark,I would have wandered around in my housefreely at night,not a bit afraid of that scurrying little mouse,who would vani..
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Sitting on the seashore, on the dry sand in that summer evening, my mind was a big mess of thoughts. Thoughts, which seemed to come in knocking at the..
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You know whenever I see you, whether it is in person or through digital media, I feel this overwhelming surge of emotions all over again. Thousands of..
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We might not be lovers,
But still can't live without talking to
We might not be lovers,
But still can't live without talking to each other,
W..
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I am just the innocent bystander,that was privileged to witness your love story,of how you fell in love with many,of how you hated the one who loved y..
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