Broken Glasses
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Last published Fri, Dec 15, 2017
The cold streets and warm smoke of the city always made it somewhat like a home you could never forget. It was the root of all good things for me yet held some of the most traumatic incidents I could concur. I wish to say I was stronger than all the forces against me, at one point I was. Until you meet the right person at the wrong time and it all changes.
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