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Jan 2015
you make me think that maybe
everything happens for a reason.
you met me at a time where I was
convinced faith was a concept I had no time for
you met me at a time where I thought
everything happens at random and ineffectively
I'll meet you halfway
if it's the last thing I'll do
if I do anymore drugs I might explode
matilda shaye
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matilda shaye  25/F/CA
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