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Sep 2015
I feel confused, yet I know exactly where I'm going in life. Then again, I don't truly know, for I don't know the future. I don't truly know where my life is heading towards to, and I may never know, for what if I live on, yet I still feel incomplete? What if I am just missing something in my life? What is it? Is it love? Is it friends? Family? Animal companionship? A kind of object that holds a great amount of sentimental value? Life could be described in so many ways. For me, my life is like a jigsaw puzzle. I guess, I'm only missing just one,
more,
piece.
Written by
Snow Wolf  Miami, Florida
(Miami, Florida)   
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   Rachel
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