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May 2018
We always seem to value the past much more than present.
We like to bring up the memories and think about the "good old times" wishing to re-experience them.
What if we're going to "think" the same in some afterlife? Wish to see, smell or hear again? Wish to do such simple tasks as taking a walk, admiring the sun and being delighted by rain or soft summer wind touching the skin?
Johnnie Woods
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Johnnie Woods  21/M/Alasca
(21/M/Alasca)   
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