I'm Sanya and I love to read StoryMirror contents.
With no anticipation of luminescence. With no anticipation of luminescence.
Such a world is a fantasy. Such a world is a fantasy.
She dreams of a perfect life but will she actually survive? She dreams of a perfect life but will she actually survive?
I still search for you Amidst the heavy rains, I still search for you Amidst the heavy rains,
Light as a feather heavy as a stone Light as a feather heavy as a stone