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He was like... He was like... He was like the war

He was like... He was like...

He was like the warmth of sun in the cold winter..
He was like the ray of light in the long tunnel..
He was like the last chocolate bite of the cornetto..
He was like the first few drop of rain in the sultry afternoon..
He was like the satisfying sip of tea in the spine chilling winter morning..
He was like the first bloomed flower in spring..
He was like... He was like...

He was like the warmth of sun in the cold winter..
He was like the ray of light in the long tunnel..
He was like the last chocolate bite of the cornetto..
He was like the first few drop of rain in the sultry afternoon..
He was like the satisfying sip of tea in the spine chilling winter morning..
He was like the first bloomed flower in spring..