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in seventh grade you gave me a bracelet you said it represented everything we were and I turned it over in my hand treating it like the most beautiful gold but when we grew older and innocence lost we realized how silly that little bracelet was but when you were dying and I stood by your side you murmured a few words and bestowed upon me those bracelets from the seventh grade
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
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in seventh grade you gave me a bracelet you said it represented everything we were and I turned it over in my hand treating it like the most beautiful gold but when we grew older and innocence lost we realized how silly that little bracelet was but when you were dying and I stood by your side you murmured a few words and bestowed upon me those bracelets from the seventh grade
idk kinda had nostalgia this is really bad but i honestly don't care
dracomalfoy
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
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