To not know where you stand never is a good indication.
Gulp.
Come what may, I hope I'll survive growing up.
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-20 dear! You are TWENTYYYYYYY.
-Old.
-Wiser yet?
-No?
-Retard!
-Ouch~
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And now, I realise how long it has been since that walk in the gardens.
Must get there somehow.
And soon.
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