- On that day I was returning home by rickshaw, many jams in the street.
- I'm sitting on the rickshaw in the jam, light air too Why did you know that it got worse? There was pain in the throat, the eyes became blurred. How many memories do you remember? Even in this busy surroundings, I started losing memory. After a little rickshaw said mama, the insects are entering ...? I said to remove the eyes with the handkerchief, ham mama ....
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- The memories may get blurred one day, people may forget, when Messenger's last sentence was not checked, and the 11 digit number has to be forgotten slowly, Facebook is no longer waiting for when the green light next to the beloved person There will be a lot of things to be burnt, and they are lost in words, after a drop of water in a deep drop, eyes can be seen in the eyes, the eyes of the glasses shudder. Thus, everything is lost at a time, to be lost .........
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- But diary leaves remain silent witnesses ...
- If you touch the old feeling,
- Emergent lost memory .....
Emergency lost memory. What a great finish,but this your story look more like a poem to me. Oooh most people out there just need to me love. Because love is reciprocal in nature,it is give and take.
One sided love is not love,but when it comes from two good heart,love becomes heaven on earth. #Hug-challenge
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