
The sun used to laugh on my hut,When the heart beats for survival,When the reciprocal of failure was success,When the hope of tomorrow was certain; Within a twinkle of an eye,The ripest moment turned to be the saddest encounter,The sun stopped shinning,The world had gone dark; The smiley hut is dilapidated,The pride of the hut […]
I Believe in meeting with you again.



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