Love story

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I noy lazy extra ordinary

3 years ago

At around 1.30 pm, he was walking towards the house in a daze, bleeding profusely with his hands. But the blood is not in the ventricles. He is holding a cigarette in his blood-stained hand and walking in a different kind of peace in his mind. The hands of his ventricular shirt are soaked in his hot blood. But Nilay has no objection to that, he is feeling very good, he keeps walking around reluctantly, he remembers the words of the old days even though he wants to forget the words, but the arrogant mind reminds him again and again.

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Good post

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Rifayaat11223

3 years ago

Awesome

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Sabbir420

3 years ago

Nice post

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Imran006

3 years ago

A great story. The story about love is really impressive. I love this story. Great story

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Manik0

3 years ago

Very good post

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Rajib12

3 years ago

Nice article 📌

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naeem2112

3 years ago

Nice post

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sohag44

3 years ago

Very well written

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Sp018

3 years ago