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Aug 2018
I don't know.
Maybe,
I have no idea what i'm doing.
Maybe i never did.
But maybe,
In this life,
We never really know
what we're doing anyway.
Until it's all over.
And what we've done,
Becomes what we did.
And the end,
Becomes the begining.
CataclysticEvent
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CataclysticEvent  28/F/Between Here and There
(28/F/Between Here and There)   
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