Confusing Unspoken Words
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Concluida dom, jun 5, 2016<5 mins
Wondering from all the things you could have done, the choices you could have chosen, the actions you could have done...
Would it lead you to the right path?
And if you're lost, did you even had a destination?
The "what ifs" and "I should've nots"
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