http://slow.writerscafe.org/PilotLight The original writings of author Ivy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006261 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15          It’s weird how things happen. How things come out of nowhereto surprise you. People are the same way. You can grow up knowing someone andthen, Bam! 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