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Jul 2014
Family you're born with, friends you choose.
do we really choose our friends?
do we conscientiously choose all of them?
i never know how i made the ones i have.
i just talk, they come to me, and become friends.
i don't know how it happens... so...
do i choose my friends?
or do they choose **me?
Evergreen Pines
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Evergreen Pines  Canada
(Canada)   
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