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May 2019
Look at me I said.
You don’t have to feel lost.
We are still standing on both of our feet. Still walking towards what we think is best. Still searching for a path that fits our needs. Still having the strength to move on.
And where there is movement, there is no such thing as being truly lost.
We are moving.
We are not lost.
Mickey
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Mickey  22/F
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