What will be, will be
I love you …huh! -it will pass. Let me tell how the sky harmonizes, say a word; Hi!. Hold my hand; they see us Kiss my lips; the warmth of our worlds. Ask; will we be?. say; before the morning comes, else… It’s easy to say we’re not meant to be… So we set off, on a journey without paths. we carried our luggages and walked our days and rest our nights, on this strange parallel paths…
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