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Aug 2016
What month is it, August?

9 whole months ago I started to notice you.
I'd known you for a year already.
I'd notice how you looked at the floor a lot,
and your voice made me smile no matter what you said.
but I was scared to look at you, because
      you're not supposed to stare at the sun,
ya know?

and now we're young and happy,
living each day from
      good morning <3
to
      *goodnight you, sleep well <3
you make me so happy.
a friend
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a friend  19/M
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     Mack, gGG, David John Mowers, ---, Syzygy and 3 others
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