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Aug 2019
Continually mesmerized by the mirror of his past, the sands of time slowly slipped through his fingers. Lost, left only to reflect on all his life’s what-ifs.
Written by
B D Caissie  48/M/Canada πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦
(48/M/Canada πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦)   
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