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Jul 2016
It was in two minutes when it all started.
I was sitting on a bench under the Maple tree. You were the man who came and sat beside me. Then we started to talk. You asked simple questions to complicated ones. It was beautiful yet it's just only the beginning.
Ming Sama | July 19, 2016
Gilly Sama
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Gilly Sama  Camp Half-Blood
(Camp Half-Blood)   
   Eternal Threshold
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