do you remember when you walk by the grave yard how you hold your breath...
i dont i get a blank spot in my head and i walk by...
one day i entered and saw a family weeping i keep walking but with a new feeling...
a feeling of deja vu.....
then i saw it the grave unmarked...
hers forever more...
for: seren my lost love...
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