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My mind often wanders, no trail and stretched in all possible directions. Fragments of memories flooding in.
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May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 5:48 AM UTC
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My mind often wanders, no trail and stretched in all possible directions. Fragments of memories flooding in.
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23/F/Manila
May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 5:48 AM UTC
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