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… and at that moment I realised that I was letting go of so much more than what I thought I was leaving behind. Today, somehow I find myself going back in memory to this very moment, overwhelmed and disheartened on the realisation that, sometimes we actually encounter people for the shortest of time and yet they freeze us in time. The depth of connection suddenly has nothing to do with the length of time. For, one might have a friend alongside the path of life for decades and yet sometimes feel: we are not friends with our friend.

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… just a cafe down the lane.

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WallStreet

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BLOSSOM BOOK HOUSE. (A place where you can buy old used books, a trash for one can be a treasure for another)

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Does anyone else ever look at the people around them and wonder what shit they've been through?

Like maybe the person standing right next to you could connect with you on a deeper level than anyone else.

But, you'll never even know because you'll never speak a word to them.

(-Shuiyan Chemshy)

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....sometimes our soul gets colder than what surrounds us.