The truth

I was up in Sam Francisco today again looking at a sail boat. I think I saw her again. For real this time though. On the golden gate. It’s like we were made for each other. It’s really weird. Like I couldn’t possibly get away from her. Because at some point, I would see her again. And I would uncontrollably start walking towards her. It’s happened before.

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