Every heart sing a song incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song, and at the touch of a lover everyone becomes a poet.
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- night_walk
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- Age:
- 30
- Country:
- United Arab Emirates
Of all the things I have lost, I miss my MIND the most
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