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the weather is cold and my heart is traveling abroad watching our photos and they seemed old what a sad night with the stars that bright to give a gloomy light desperate soul and wide hole waiting without hope i won't give up waiting even that i know you are not caring.
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Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
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the weather is cold and my heart is traveling abroad watching our photos and they seemed old what a sad night with the stars that bright to give a gloomy light desperate soul and wide hole waiting without hope i won't give up waiting even that i know you are not caring.
zina
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Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
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