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Complet, Prima publicare apr 08, 2020
One of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. 
There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the bridges that connect us, even though we might be miles apart. 

And so, I've written them down in the hope that there are many out there in this world who would be willing to walk these bridges leading to me-the real, raw and unhidden self I am- my heart and mind and soul. And I really want to walk over to your side and feel what you are like.

You are the one to decide whether you want to build 'em or not...

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