I miss going to your house in the twilights to grab a nice conversation. To taste your tea and to snatch and bite. To scold you and to get beaten up. To wake you up for exams and to set free all the mental cramps. To teach you a lesson and also to get myself taught. To listen to your endless tales and tell some of mine. To have munches and sometimes even to dine. I miss going to your house in the twilights to grab a nice conversation.
Your House
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