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Jul 17
From the very beginning, we were clear about our chosen paths and destinations.
You ventured off to the east, while I headed north, my heart racing with anticipation.
Yet we cross paths again, despite our carefully planned navigations.
The programmer must have planted a glitch in the Earth's rotation.
Written by
Dr Qaiser Mukhtar  F/Georgia
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