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A bittersweet memory of the present, a melancholic ghost of the past, and an archetype of future:-
I dreamt that we met again after 4 year.
I cried and embraced her for the first time after she had offered a hug few years ago when I was 13 and she was 355 days younger.
She comforted me and said it's okay, things would only get better.
And then I woke up, I wasn't sad, but disappointed.
On my decisions, On myself.
Sometime I think what she thought of me now.
Let's just swing towards the right choice, for now.
 
Am I my own reason of not being what I wished to be?
 

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