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Your sniffly nose. Your hoarse voice. Your sore throat. You push me away. You don't want me to stay. Not tonight. You're not feeling right. But, I want to be there for you. I want to care for you. I want to make you, your favorite, chicken noodle soup.
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 4:16 PM UTC
Chicken Noodle Soup
Your sniffly nose. Your hoarse voice. Your sore throat. You push me away. You don't want me to stay. Not tonight. You're not feeling right. But, I want to be there for you. I want to care for you. I want to make you, your favorite, chicken noodle soup.
penny-name
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 4:16 PM UTC
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