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On Friday night the citylights shone at its brightest he'd made me laugh the loudest where being near turned into nearest is how I know I am the happiest
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Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
Friday
On Friday night the citylights shone at its brightest he'd made me laugh the loudest where being near turned into nearest is how I know I am the happiest
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Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
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