Bittersweet Future
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This writing piece is all about the pains, regrets, and thoughts about the future, getting older, and getting more mature. This was inspired by "28" by Agust D, one of my favorite songs, and some of my experiences. Please vote, comment, share, and leave constructive criticism if you liked it. Alright, enjoy <3
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