What better memory to recall than the time where smiles were not yet covered?
What will each day bring?
So far, it has been replete with promises of false hope.
Perhaps, for now, I will not consider today as the present.
What better memory to recall than the time where smiles were not yet covered?
What will each day bring?
So far, it has been replete with promises of false hope.
Perhaps, for now, I will not consider today as the present.
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