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Life in another life.
As I rush to the future the past hangs on
like a long day on a summer day. The need for self endulgenment urges to keep going. Dont look back it say as a rush of memories go by . Times up it says.
The outside is not connected with the
inside and they are separated by decades of urgency . So much to change so much to do. so much to make up for with no energy to move ...
rush rush! t...
Monday 7th January 2019 6:17 am

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