And then when I thought of her, she always seemed a fantasy in real! Her loud giggle was took over by a slight chuckle,her sparkling eyes were replaced by the dark circles,the rose that entangled her hair so beautifully; now the shiny scalp, showcased her glory ravishingly! How can one be so beautiful even in a pixelated screen that captured the moment of her lying so close on her death bed, with that miraculous smile, meticulous in every while. How can her will be so potent compelling me to stay strong and hide all our emotions and put over that cheerful cover over the wound! Yet her stories never lost their morale of fighting what you face and lead the field, when she knew she could not breathe! How can our moments be again brought back! How her stars can regain a life and make her close to someone to feel the pain i felt long back!
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