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Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2015
Some people you never really figure out. The people that always seem to know everything, or they always have things prepared. Those people you look at and thin, “How interesting,” they are the people you never really understand. I guess I have been that sort of person to many people. I have been ambiguous, I have been looked at with confusion, and I have been observed by many. Yet still, none have fully understood me and I do not understand myself. But these types of people are needed in your life. The people with quirks tend to bring smiles and well deserved confusion.

 I found my person early in adulthood. Except, he wasn't exactly a person, and not was he a small part of my life. I remained with him from the start of out journeys to my death, and I promise you it was worth it.

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