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somewhere between the fog in San Francisco and the sun rise in Costa Rica, i realized: you're smile doesn't compare to the exhilarating feeling of being in a cloud during a lightning storm and the feeling of your arms around me won't stop the humidity from clinging to my skin. life goes on without your love and I'm not sorry for realizing that
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
Plane
somewhere between the fog in San Francisco and the sun rise in Costa Rica, i realized: you're smile doesn't compare to the exhilarating feeling of being in a cloud during a lightning storm and the feeling of your arms around me won't stop the humidity from clinging to my skin. life goes on without your love and I'm not sorry for realizing that
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
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