3 more chapters to go and here I am, writing.
I have been busy with school to the extend I felt that I neglected my dearest. It might be cruel to the eyes of reader but, I cried and felt that I'm such a selfish person. I'm sorry. She's a rare art. She's was there when I felt alone. She was there to watch me grow. She was there behind the clouds whom watched over me. She was there, always there. I'm thankfully that she's one in a million of my puzzle. That's the reason why she is the love of life.
When the sun rises again
I will be there with you, my friend
And I will be there
Lookin over your shoulder.
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