the silent day perfumed with the hidden flowers.

On that day, when you found out how old your soul should be before the mirror, the friend who never lied to you or any one else. The mirror, which reflects most of the truth that we do not want to think of even once in our life, awakes the sorrow that your heart has buried for a while.
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And on that day, you write the first lines of your beautiful writing task. :)