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RE: Review "Dusk, Rain and Stripped Stories"

in #fiction7 years ago

“There were two drops of tears flowing in a river. One tear bead tu tears greet the other one, I tear a girl who loves a boy but had to lose. Who are you anyway? Replied the second bead tu tears, I tear a man who regrets letting a girl who loves me so our other passes. “