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[sweetgrl1]

I couldn't think of what to write and then I remembered this and well it seemed like the only thing that would make things make sense.

We could sit all day in that place.
The one where we talk about the things unknown.
About the things we share with none.
Just three things we need.
A little smoke,a bit to eat, a place we call our own.
With artistic

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[linsie]

i love you forever too :0) [plus it made me cry just as much as the day you wrote it too.] miss you. see you saturday morn, im waking you up.