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I want the best for her, so I turn dark so she will see the bright light glisten in the tunnel. She give me an etched pass of success but I choose to veer to a dead end. Contemplating on how things will end up I must not try to forsee the future because the tunnel has unexpected features
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 4:46 AM UTC
White Light
I want the best for her, so I turn dark so she will see the bright light glisten in the tunnel. She give me an etched pass of success but I choose to veer to a dead end. Contemplating on how things will end up I must not try to forsee the future because the tunnel has unexpected features
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 4:46 AM UTC
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