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Busy streets and busy people; Her thoughts recall only one name. “I wish you were here –” she said. So she grabbed her earphones And played their song; With a little hope that he had the same thoughts, too.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
Little Hope
Busy streets and busy people; Her thoughts recall only one name. “I wish you were here –” she said. So she grabbed her earphones And played their song; With a little hope that he had the same thoughts, too.
2/19/18 11:30 PM
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
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