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you do not think about it often you do not want to think about it anymore the thought is still a fleeting one the same one it has always been so you are making coffee, or waiting for the microwave, or hitting the snooze button and suddenly there is he is standing in front of you, right where you left him before you left all of him, right. there. he is not smiling, neither are you.
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
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you do not think about it often you do not want to think about it anymore the thought is still a fleeting one the same one it has always been so you are making coffee, or waiting for the microwave, or hitting the snooze button and suddenly there is he is standing in front of you, right where you left him before you left all of him, right. there. he is not smiling, neither are you.
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
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