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În curs de desfăşurare, Prima publicare apr 12, 2017
This is essentially what i viewed as my road ahead aswell as the path tread prior in life. I use simple symbolism, which made the writing quite fun. it's honestly the first peice of work i finished and was proud and made me enjoy writing more. I'll always have a version of "Compass" near. for insperation, drive, and to recall what ive learned in this time. its only about 3-4 weeks old so give mr some time to develop, just my writing though. as it stands im extremely proud of this short story and i wouldn't change a thing. Flows well with the story,  that phrase. Hope you like it! :)
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