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where did we all begin?

a relatonship is an intriguing and wonderful thing, any kind i mean.
camps reminds me of f3, alot.
this reminds me of f3, too.
i kept trying to recall how exactly did we become what we are today, but i couldnt.
i dont remember what i was feeling in the group right at the beginning.
i dont remember how i was.
i dont remember how we bonded.
i dont remember us being strangers.
the formation of a relationship is strange, sometimes it happens without our notice.
i hope we can become a family too, maybe?

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