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Nov 2016
Perhaps I should've thought twice before partaking in this hike.
My legs are killing me.
I'm tired all the time.
My dreams only remind me of all the trips that I've had.
Those are stones and these are bones and one day you'll have a grave to call your own.
JDK
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JDK  35/M/Japan
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