Why when it rains it reminds so many things about the existence of a memory? Because memories are just like raindrops When he comes we can't stop him Can only wait for it to finish by itself.
Why when it rains it reminds so many things about the existence of a memory? Because memories are just like raindrops When he comes we can't stop him Can only wait for it to finish by itself.
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