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Jun 2014
All my surroundings are new to me, nothing seems familiar, but I finally got used to it. People changes, and so as their status, but...
*My time has stopped, since that day
I don't know the exact reason why I just can't let go of my past, but time keeps moving on...
Roses Behind Every Thorns
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