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I'll Never Take That Road Again...
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Complete, First published Mar 19, 2016
Hey all, it has been a beautiful week till today as the day ended with a few confrontations from past. I never thought I'll do a slam again but I want to get it all out and there's no other beautiful and appropriate way than this... 
I'm writing because I know someday,  somewhere u may also have had such experiences where u would have stood in front of your past and had that same feeling engulfing you, sinking you with itself,  then a sure, correct blow from your own present would have brought you back to the reality telling you, " obviously,  the journey seems appealing,  but you have been on the same road earlier, and you sure as hell know that this is not meant for you,  you don't want to walk on the same path again"...
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