“Anything that comes your way by force was not meant for you. Everything that locates you on it’s own was yours and will be yours forever.” Michael Bassey Johnson
My mind's a pond on an autumn day. The surface ruffled by every stray gust of thought that ripples through Memories, questions—what to do? But when t…
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