xlviii.
but why, why,
must all those
times feel like
a dream when
i had felt the
happiest?
how can only
the bad ones
feel more as
reality?
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but why, why,
must all those
times feel like
a dream when
i had felt the
happiest?
how can only
the bad ones
feel more as
reality?
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro