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Sep 2018
Wandering Soul,

It gets better. Our dark days will inevitably be outnumbered by Our Light. No one guarantees we'll find every answer to life's unknown, but we WILL be by your side questioning.  We can never know of every storm but we can huddle under each other's umbrellas.  We can build a house fortified by our own.  And if the winds knock it down we'll ride kites made of light sails that leave trails through the darkness so we never get lost or forget where we came from. Is that how double rainbows are made? Let's. And if our kites tear we'll seal them with Hope and embrace each other in our falls.  We can parachute or para-glide or whatever whichever way makes more sense whenever you're ready.

- I still Love you.
Written by
Justyn Huang  26/M/New York
(26/M/New York)   
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     Rick the shoe shine boy, --- and Fawn
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