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Oct 8
Time traveling exists. It exists in our minds. We go back and then back to present. The past brings tired old feeling's some are exhausting. We vividly relive what we have been through. My chest feels despair and disappointment. I feel I have lived a happy life. Then why every time I go back it is so daunting?
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Casper Alexander  40/M/Buena Park
(40/M/Buena Park)   
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