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Ever since I remember, whenever an event rumbled the pebbles under my feet, and as I felt the slide throw me off balance... I wrote to an imaginary friend what I call My Little Notes. She was a good listener, trustworthy and someone who to this date I still trust my secrets to. Either her, or I, eventually destroyed all traces and nothing was ever read by anyone else. Today we feel like sharing, not the past, and the future is too far ahead to tell, however, here and now: My Poems…My Thoughts…
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