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18h
People always ask:
If you were in a room
filled with everyone you’ve ever known,
who’s the first person
you would walk up to?

But I wouldn’t walk to anyone.
I’d stay right where I am—
and let them come to me.
Be your own first choice.
Written by
Libelle Marcellus  19/F
(19/F)   
45
     Nicole
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