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Jan 2019
I made a map over the summer to an unknown treasure.

I didn't know how long the trail was.

Wednesday I left the map for a jewel I see in the grass.

Why?

I was hungry with no food.

I don't even know if the gem is fake or cheap

But yet I left the map to find out the jewel's worth.
September 7, 2018

I debate with myself whether the one I am attracted to is really worth not looking for someone better.
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