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Aug 2018
I stand stunned, reminiscing all too recent events, at their very location, just to see how it felt...



After the wreck, I looked back... just for a moment. I couldn't help myself.
I saw what it was... And it was you, but  yet someone else.

I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes.
I guess it's true what they say, "you never truly step in the same stream twice."



I walk away with a smile and think, "oh, how nice!"
In hindsight, the grass actually was greener on the other side.
Danial John
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Danial John  21/M/NorShor
(21/M/NorShor)   
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