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Strangers (On-going)

Strangers (On-going)

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When I was a kid, my mom would always tell me that when I reach the right age, I will find someone that I will love until my last breath. I find this ridiculous at first but, I was wrong. There are people in this world that is so lucky to have someone to grow old with. I was also "lucky" to have someone to be with but, I was the reason why we separated both ways. I am the one to blame. I am the reason why we're acting just... Strangers.
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