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Mar 2015
I wanted to turn around at that moment and march back towards the bench, grab you by the hand and tell you...

Tell you I love you, tell you that you're beautiful, tell you I'll be there when you need me.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
Chris Reyes
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Chris Reyes  England
(England)   
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   Modern Serenity
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