mee lucky
Elections have changed before us. How many stories have been mingled in the mud under me. Stories that end with tears bring our peace under me. Every teardrop from me is a reminder of the story in the middle of nowhere that I could not have imagined beautifully and happily. So the tears that formed from me did not flow. The teacher who teaches them is only for a period of time, teaching the lesson after the pre-test. If but is in a hurry, tears are the last goodbye to the story.
it's
mee
for
you
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