The road to nowhere

The road to nowhere

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There is always that pocket of possibility and we reach deep into it hoping for a better chance for a better life or a new maybe. Maybe that's exactly what I need right now. To delve into that small pocket hoping to get a better chance for a better life. A chance to do things right this time. *This is a story I started writing about three years ago (2017), but only got the time now to actually start posting it and edit it. If anyone ever reads this, I hope you enjoy it! :) *
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