Exhausted. Dead beat. Tuckered oud. Kaput.
It would be the second most memorable day in secondary school life.
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Nobody knows true love. Impossible to define it. Let alone words to describe it. But I know Love is everlasting. It stays firm; it is true. You’d feel it, and you’d know you’ve found the best thing on earth.
I do hope one day you would feel it too..
Like I did.
And this is where we part ways and go forth from sixteen years. Till then.
Take care, bud. No more last chapters.
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