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Jan 21
I’ve walked this road
a thousand times before
yet I’ve never truly walked it
physically I’m here moving my body
slowly but surely arriving the destination
however my soul
is everything but present
its losing itself over memories
over what ifs
those **** what ifs
replaying the past like a favourite song
over and over again
reminiscing over what’s lost
what’s yet to be found
trying somehow in someway
to justify the space between
where my mind drifts
and where my feet land
Written by
Green  19/F
(19/F)   
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