twenty seven hours to go before the exam. a million readings still yet to be read. one single cry. WAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
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How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go back when everything has already moved on? How does one shift forward when all it concerns is bringing back the days of an ancient past? Join me as I reminisce days of old and create the future, all of which are lost in thoughts.
