Não posso ter certeza, mas às vezes imagino se uma preferência crítica pelo contexto sobre o texto não reflete uma geração tornada impaciente com a leitura em profundidade.

All love stories have much in common. I wen through the same thing at one point in my life. But that's not what I remember. What I remember is that love returned in the form of another man, new hopes, and new dreams.

It was hard to remember what the yard had looked like even twelve hours before, undisturbed and pristine. Like it takes so little to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.

Dont not curse others ,because it is reflected to us .

Written By Passionate writer @ rm

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