I'm just a piece of dandelion seed, that flew with the wind, away from where I used to be, to find a place to belong to, but I won't forget who I was
Not because I am afraid he would fall.
But because I just like it. I like the magic I feel every time his tiny fingers hook with mine.
kunjungan sob :)salam sukses selalu :)
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kunjungan sob :)
salam sukses selalu :)
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