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Aug 2016
I'm taking the day and everything it gives me, but I think there is something more. You'd be the one to know, but I don't see you around anymore. Where you're going, where you've been is another thing to see. But one thing is true,  you'll never be the one to tell me.
Written by
Ashton Bloom
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