Unpredicted
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- Parts 7
Ongoing26m
Last published Mon, May 26, 2014
I never thought I'd see those words.
Nothing else matters now. I don’t even know when I left the coffee shop. I’m gone now. Running. Just running. To where? I don’t even know myself. It feels like I've ran for hours, tears streaming down. I find myself sitting on a park bench trying to process everything. I stare around the park, with a blur. It seems like the trees are staring at me, showing me some sympathy like it has seen many sat here and cry.
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