I am counting everytime I die
Once upon a time Far far away there was a beautiful wedding in a secret garden Lights flew and perfumes Hung Divine the atmosphere was grand and everything sweet was at Demand I felt like Pausing it all for just one second Looking at life future love Family respect and honour all condensed in this closed moment Oh how I wish that day would come with all it's glory With all it's fantasy but more romantically with all it's ease But I understand now before it can ever happen There is something I have to do
die
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