Memories

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Cool wind blew and hit on my face, I stretched my arm straight to feel the cool breeze that I long lost.
It was my first day in Korea after living in America for 2years.
I was walking along the alley that used to contain ours memories together. The familiar smell and cracks on the walls remind me of the pain I went through because of him...

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