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It feels good, doesn’t it? That moment you get to forget where you’re headed and be contented you’re by his side. Nothing could stop you. Not even the world. Not even the ground? Yes, you fall. Well, it’s about time. The pain finally kicks in. You can’t think straight. You can’t see straight. So, let your eyes take in everything. Look around you. Where is he? You fall. He doesn’t. It hurts all the more, doesn’t it?
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 6:08 AM UTC
Fall
It feels good, doesn’t it? That moment you get to forget where you’re headed and be contented you’re by his side. Nothing could stop you. Not even the world. Not even the ground? Yes, you fall. Well, it’s about time. The pain finally kicks in. You can’t think straight. You can’t see straight. So, let your eyes take in everything. Look around you. Where is he? You fall. He doesn’t. It hurts all the more, doesn’t it?
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 6:08 AM UTC
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