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new semester started
it's the 2nd last semester.
my last year in tw.
some things, some thoughts..
or perhaps it's a realization?
that, some things are meant to be the other way.
ephemeral.
suddenly had this feeling that the past me is coming back...
...in a bad way.
though i never really want to do anything awful, but the feeling is just there.
i find myself replaying snippet from the past..
sweet, albeit with an ache inside
8:52 PM