Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong hereSo I'd pray
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things become clearer, like the first few moments after a storm
cleansing
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i'm not sure whether we are talking about the same moonstones.
there were plenty on the beach for everyone in the country to have two.
are your moonstones very greenish and smooth?
i'd love to send you some nonetheless. they are beautiful.
♥
ps. if you ever have a chance, go to cambria and stay in pelican suites on the beach. it's cheap and comfy and lovely.
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I was also wondering if I'd be a different person if I'd gone down there and stayed with you over the summer. Still, I think that would have been nice.
Everyone wants you Drew. I find that out more and more everyday, I swear it's the oddest thing. Not that they want you....its just. oh. you understand don't you?
I hope you have a good break, and I'll see you next year.
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