akshiyathakur

Rest well, my child. May you dance in the golden clouds with the angels. Like a dream, you came in my life and like a mist you went away. But you are not going alone. Like you are a part of me, you're taking a part of my soul with you, leaving a hole that can never be filled. And forever you will stay in my heart.

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