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A perplexed hand reaches out and a trembling fingertip reaches the **** It circles the burgundy, round grip with faltering determination to push the hazel door forward.
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 2:36 AM UTC
afterthought.
A perplexed hand reaches out and a trembling fingertip reaches the **** It circles the burgundy, round grip with faltering determination to push the hazel door forward.
this is what happens when you give too much afterthought to your decisions before acting on them.
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 2:36 AM UTC
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