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Jan 2016
I dreamt of you last night in all my drunken glory. I can't seem to escape you. I usually don't dream when I'm drunk, but for some reason you were there, you're always there. I'm trying to get over you. I'm trying.
Madalyn
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Madalyn  USA
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