{"sf1_id":694236,"sf2_id":"rn6wA8k1","title":"time and past","author":"cainfoxy","words":106,"posted_at":"2014-04-18T00:28:00.000Z","tags":["Family","friend","past"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/694236-time-and-past","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn6wA8k1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=694236\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"I can't think of a title","content":"I hide my past so i will last. For what other's saw cant be changed. But quite they be so not to bother me. I have buried thing's so far back that the chains may never snap. Fear i fell for what bein done. Hate linger's deep inside. The more time that past the more i will heal at last i fell something close to real. For i trust few i past but those i do i hold dear. I fell one of a whole at last with my small pack. For blood can be bad. But water can be what Life was meant to be.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}