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stuck in an idealistic frame of past that never really existed beyond the periphery of my imagination..what i thought existed was merely a fraction of my luck..and this i carry with my existence for the rest of my being..
 
 
 
          
      
 
  
 
 
 
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why you so negative serendipity...
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