I remember my dream before. I went back to your house. And as the lady open the door there were two kids running around. I heard you shouting from inside asking who it was.
I know that is what going to happen. I always have crazy premonitions that do come true.
Well, it was good that someone is going to be with you when you grow old. But somehow i feel bitter that it was not me...
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