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Time becomes the truth. Effortlessly floating by, never once crossing. This is where we belong. This is where it begins.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
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Time becomes the truth. Effortlessly floating by, never once crossing. This is where we belong. This is where it begins.
deann-garcia
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
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