You Know It Perhaps... Or Not!

You Know It Perhaps... Or Not!

Zen...what is it about

Where has it come from

Why

The first session they took together.

{might become the next page tomorrow, this is almost dedicated to a person I deeply but quietly love. I know its fate but still, I will tend it. Give it my heart}

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