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Érase un rêve

A strand of her hair fell in front of her face, she pulled it away from her face, chewing on bubblegum as she was scrolling through Amazon. "Pratha." a voice made her turn slightly, "Did you service that table?"

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Chanchal Yadav

My words paint a world where memories resurface, both beautiful and haunting. It's up to you to decide if you want to reminisce or rewrite.