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Seeing Simple Sacred Scenes, and then staring at those Special someones Silently and Solemnly- I hold tightly onto that sight. *That vision of those three old friends, at the end of that ally, Waiting. In the soft June rain Waiting- just waiting for me to reach them. Waiting- for their friend.
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 2:28 AM UTC
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Seeing Simple Sacred Scenes, and then staring at those Special someones Silently and Solemnly- I hold tightly onto that sight. *That vision of those three old friends, at the end of that ally, Waiting. In the soft June rain Waiting- just waiting for me to reach them. Waiting- for their friend.
Genuine friendship is warmer than gold- when we were young and now that we're old
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 2:28 AM UTC
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