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That Sunday Night
It’s been three days since we’ve met and talked again, four years since I grew fonder of you, five years since we first met.
For six hours that night, we both poured our hearts out because we owed each other time that we never had.
Two hours before, you could hardly imagine how many times I tried on different clothes because I badly wanted to look good for you but not wanting to look despe...
Thursday 3rd August 2017 9:10 am
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