No one knows

Posted on Monday, July 1, 2019

Last night I heard someone talk about my past. Very intriguing to see ourselves through someone's eyes. Someone who doesn't know me but think he does. Our pasts always make sense. Even the errors. Even the things and people we swear they were mistakes. Life has always reason, isn't that what the song says? Anyway, I love to see old people dancing under the stars. Summer has begun. The season of uncovered secrets and new misteries is upon us. Let's dress in cloaks and bathe in sand and sun potions. No one knows were life can take one.

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