And We Meet Again
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"I... I'm scared of falling..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. It was like she wanted to say something more but stopped herself.
"I won't let you fall... alone." I smiled when I saw her smile at what I said.
But little did I know that what I said to her was true. She didn't fall alone; I was the one falling with her.
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I am Keith Warren, a self proclaimed player and this is my journey.
Thank you, @KitellaMash for the cover! :) <3
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