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Jul 2015
In the early morning sun,
With cigarette smoke falling from my lips,
I wish you were here.

And I know you wouldn't approve of what goes on here,
But I wish you were here.

me.gs
i rly rly like this one
i wrote it on a camping trip
she wasnt there
me gs
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