Memoirs of a Silent Soul

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We loved and we loved like there's no tomorrow, but they say with pressure and time; some love fades away. But I still hold on, all those memories made with her. They are just here to stay. The day I met her in that lonely railway station in Bangalor

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Vasanth Benjamin

blogs from Birmingham, United Kingdom

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