The life that we live

The life that we live

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I want to keep this very short and simple because I have a limited time to finish this whole little tale I want to share with you. My writing isn't what you call professional in any way but it's quite mind catching and very interesting to follow. In this book I wrote everything I recall ever doing as from my early childhood until my present life without holding back any information,yes,snitching. If you personally know me and might feel offended by what I might write or say about you,I'm truly sorry but honesty is key in this book. I plan on not regretting anything said in this book after I'm done with it,I want you the reader to capture my adventurous moments and laugh or feel sad for awhile cause truth be told,life is all about making your soul happy or perhaps feeling sad for some time. I thank you for taking your most important time to read my book, and yes,I'm not going to use big words and stuff like that,plain,simple and straight gheto words but the story is uptown I must say,I pray you relax and take your time to finish this.Catching is most definitely allowed.
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He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

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