a road with sentiments

Feb
27

i never thought life was so fragile. I guess when the person is no longer there, only then people who were and are still very much affected by that person’s existence in their life will reminisce the fondest past.

The loveliest friend who cared and was cared for. A brother. A friend.

For knowing a dozen lilies and a sunflower brings out the brightest sunshine on the gloomiest grey days.

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That word begins with “L”

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