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Intersection

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Strangers no matter how close they become will eventually have to leave each other when the train stops at their respective destinations. There might have been a time when their paths intersect, but as it goes these lines will have to separate; never meeting again.

The masks that we wear today, are the same masks we wore ever since we first met. In the evening sunset, in which are one of the final stops of our journey, we still never saw ourselves.

In the end, we didn't get to know one another. These that we've worn has never made its way onto the leather of the seats, but instead remained on our faces.

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Great painting, i dont have words for tell you how pretty that's

Woa. Amazing! *-* you let me without words...as the writer I am, this is really rare. Like...this art and the description, they really work impressive together! I really don't know how to describe this feeling. This really touched me in a deep way :D

The description and the painting as well are just beautiful :)

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Jan 5, 2016
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