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Jul 2015
No two lives will be the same, everything is timed perfectly.

when you pass someone, even for a second, you become part of their story.

try to imagine the thoughts going through their heads as you pass them.

Look through their eyes

Try to connect everything

does the sound of the car line up with a song stuck in your head?

Or is the number of stars the number of days it took you to get here in time??

Everything happens for a reason, everything is planned

everyone is just part of a symphony called life and the universe dances to our music.
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