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letting go


As i see my yet unborn baby clothes i get this feeling i get this weird feeling that i see him in it but it wasn't me who put him that pair or the other nor any of the clothes we bought him... I get this feeling i see my daughter heading to school but its not me anymore dropping or picking her up... I get this feeling when i see my family and love one like at a time i know i wont see them anymore... I get this feeling like not fear nor scared but comfortable and at peace to know i have people that love and care for me... No one knows when their time is up on this world in this lifetime but just hope to see everything before one leaves... Don't take too long on any situation: analyze, conclude on it, then just forgive and forget and continue on life with a smile and a brighter future plans don't become those that until the end they want to forgive and start something new because it could be a little too late for a new beginning
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