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Oct 2015
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"Rugged, weathered, tears here and there with rusted lungs, I still believe we were born to love. Keep that twinkle in your eyes; your very own shooting stars. The world is a cruel place, and I can only do so much to brace you for it. I love you, you know that right? When I am somewhere far away and you miss me always remember that I love you. "
Havran
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Havran
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