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Jan 2015
I must learn to let go and move forward.
But though my past holds flaws it also holds my treasures.
Will I ever see them again, or is this a sacrifice all [must] make for greater heights?
Sonkei Ichimaru
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Sonkei Ichimaru  Botswana
(Botswana)   
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