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It's 4 a.m. I can't sleep. I can't think. I just stare at this ceiling and think, What if. What if I did it. What would be different? Who would be happier? Would she be happier? Would they be happier? Would I? I don't know the answer. I ponder. I question. For days and days I think. But yet no clue of what would've happened. So I guess we will never know. I have a message to the parallel earth where it did happen. Congratulations. I hope I'm not missed.
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Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 7:03 AM UTC
What if
It's 4 a.m. I can't sleep. I can't think. I just stare at this ceiling and think, What if. What if I did it. What would be different? Who would be happier? Would she be happier? Would they be happier? Would I? I don't know the answer. I ponder. I question. For days and days I think. But yet no clue of what would've happened. So I guess we will never know. I have a message to the parallel earth where it did happen. Congratulations. I hope I'm not missed.
tea-lee
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Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 7:03 AM UTC
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