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Jun 6
My eyes flash between the memories,
Trying to figure out which ones are new or old,
Which ones are good or bad.
Have these events actually occured?
Or are they creations from my own mind?
Sometimes it is hard to tell what has actually happened, or what was simply a dream.
Written by
Vexra  19/F
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