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Oct 2015
You're that comfortable feeling on a silent, cold winter night
But the most we've ever come in contact was a hand shake good night
I know it's not right
And it's definitely not fair
How I wish I could say that I don't even care

You encouraged me to better myself
And that's the most thoughtful thing
How sad is it that we can't be something?
MC
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MC  24/F/New York
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