Nooit Gedacht
Grandpa turned to me and said:
Nooit Gedact, you never know what to expect
I hold those words to my heart
But his heart stopped
And I didn't expect it
I may not know what to expect
But I may expect how to react
I cannot control my situations
But if I did, Nooit Gedacht wouldn't hold such meaning to me
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