Look at the moon tonight.
Full and shining bright, but hidden by the shadow.
So beautiful I wish I could write on it so you can read what's running on my mind. What am I constantly thinking of.
How I wish I could.
I hope all the misery will somehow blossom into happiness.
I wish hard.
Dear Lord,
Please make him happy,
Please make him succeed in life,
And most importantly, make him live with someone he truly loves and loves him equally.
love,
Liyana Kamal
Second Pregnancy
6 years ago
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