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how many times did we come here with the intention of never leaving the car. and now i'm here staring out at the abondoned building we called our home. and i wish you were here just to hold my hand.
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
woodlawn st.
how many times did we come here with the intention of never leaving the car. and now i'm here staring out at the abondoned building we called our home. and i wish you were here just to hold my hand.
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
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