Every day we pass and disappear, without worries we just wait for happiness, which may or may not come ... We pass, and we live as if we will last forever. Tomorrow is a new day, and this bud is waiting for the morning and the Sun to come to life
Every day we pass and disappear, without worries we just wait for happiness, which may or may not come ... We pass, and we live as if we will last forever. Tomorrow is a new day, and this bud is waiting for the morning and the Sun to come to life
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