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I had done it, it was peaceful here, everyone was here. Family from tens of generations I didn't even know existed. Friends I had lost in accidents, they were all exactly how they were before it happened, the same faces, personalities and even humour. It was them. That journey, the forever lasting walk, purgatory, was over.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 17, 2017 ⏰

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