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san francisco’s known for its fog and new york, its cities and me, i was known for you there was no me without you perched at the end of my name like a comma incomplete and anticipatory but every now and then san francisco beckons in the sun new york is more than just one mass of blurred street signs and the loud comings and goings of nameless, faceless people and i’m more than just one guy who once upon a time told me he loved me
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
five months since
san francisco’s known for its fog and new york, its cities and me, i was known for you there was no me without you perched at the end of my name like a comma incomplete and anticipatory but every now and then san francisco beckons in the sun new york is more than just one mass of blurred street signs and the loud comings and goings of nameless, faceless people and i’m more than just one guy who once upon a time told me he loved me
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
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