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“…In the beginning of My July, 2008”

“…In the beginning of My July, 2008”

Where blue birds fly, and troubles smell like lemon drops… Leave falls down one by one from each trunks of my love tree…

Did I love him? Then why I miss him… Did he love me? Then why did I see love flamed in his eyes of eagle? 

Dear thelittleaboutme,

I miss him. I love him. Did I?

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