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My eraser has worn out ages ago. I'm half way through the book. But no matter what happens I keep writing down. The pages of my life are filling up fast. You may have a chapter, you may not.
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
Life
My eraser has worn out ages ago. I'm half way through the book. But no matter what happens I keep writing down. The pages of my life are filling up fast. You may have a chapter, you may not.
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
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