The silence prevailed. And she said, "Hi".
There was no voice in return except the mourning of the phone.
Nostalgia made that tear leave the eye and all she could recall was
that there was a time, this voice was loved to be heard. And. then there is this day.
There was no voice in return except the mourning of the phone.
Nostalgia made that tear leave the eye and all she could recall was
that there was a time, this voice was loved to be heard. And. then there is this day.
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