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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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