Lovely place, isn’t it?
I might, just might, like it here. But… I think of my father so much everyday. And with those daily calls I made, every call seems to summon me to return home soon…..
I might, just might, like it here. But… I think of my father so much everyday. And with those daily calls I made, every call seems to summon me to return home soon…..
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