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Mar 2014
What are the chances we both ended up here?
At the same place, at the same time, at the same moment.
Perhaps the gods must have conjured this up,
must have thought our puzzle pieces fit perfectly together.
Possibly, it is pure coincidence.
That every decision, since we have been born, led us here.
Or maybe, this was decided years before.
Maybe no matter what choice we make,
we will always end up in the same place.
What are the chances we both ended up here?
Acacia
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   Olivia Mercado
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