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I miss my friends. While they laugh, revel and skip. I miss the point While I hide, cower and drip. I miss my friends. While they fly, displace and ascertain. I miss the invite. While I spin, clot and complain.
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Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 11:47 AM UTC
Rutledge ave.
I miss my friends. While they laugh, revel and skip. I miss the point While I hide, cower and drip. I miss my friends. While they fly, displace and ascertain. I miss the invite. While I spin, clot and complain.
Kepp
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Kepp
27/M/Savannah, GA
Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 11:47 AM UTC
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