Yesterday, we keep saying positive words to each other. We run, we supporting each other, we face the struggles together. We keep our faith, we strengthen our hearts every breath.
Days fly.
We run out of words. So we die. Our hearts die.
Ada waktu, we will felt like 'we good for nothing'. Talk to my husband, that I'm so sorry. He. who actually feed me, give me p...
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