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day to day long stretches of boring in between the good things we live our lives waiting on the next something anything and it comes and goes just as easily again we wait on the next anything i do not know what i live for but it is not cold mornings sad goodbyes or lonely nights maybe those things pick us i don't mind hanging in the balance as long as i can see you there
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Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 8:31 AM UTC
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day to day long stretches of boring in between the good things we live our lives waiting on the next something anything and it comes and goes just as easily again we wait on the next anything i do not know what i live for but it is not cold mornings sad goodbyes or lonely nights maybe those things pick us i don't mind hanging in the balance as long as i can see you there
blaine-genson
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Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 8:31 AM UTC
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