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A fateful night, a cheerful flight, my summer vacation came with all Gods might. I shudder to think I almost missed it, just that one moment we spent together, I almost missed it. A rare sight that’s definitely true but nothing we said nothing we did was anything new. If all the seas were dry and all the sand were to turn in to giant rocks, I’d still remember that summer our hearts interlocked. Towards Faithfulness and loyalty I will forever lean, when I think of our mid summer night’s dream.



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