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May 2020
I thought our lives will run like two parallel lines, but unexpectedly after long years of pause you crossed the path and I don’t know whether it’s a sign. The space between us are so high but I’ll try to bridge the gap over and above the night sky. I still believe that we are more alike three legged poles standing tall, firm and always in control. Although the road ahed looks long and wide like two parallel lines, but I promise not give up since you are my life line.
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SP  44/M/Melbourne
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