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[sugarbaybe]

Lets sing a song of romance, we'll go skip rocks out on the lake
We'll have no concept of time, and no concept of heartache
Lets run the streets of downtown, wait for the big sun to arrive
And we won't regret all the things that make us feel alive

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[great_dame]

I wondered if you would like trying to be friends. I'm looking for new people to read about on occasion.