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Aug 2015
“As I walked down the road alone, I began to think,
What if this is the wrong way, am I about to sink?
I saw the light in front of me, and suddently it began to gain.
Is it the light in the end of the tunnel, or maybe it’s just a train?”

- Staun
Anne Mette
Written by
Anne Mette  Denmark, Jutland
(Denmark, Jutland)   
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   Eiliv Advena
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