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I was thinking...

When the world seems quiet and my breaths come out to whisper, I'll remember you, and the one moment I held onto. The laughter we shared, this thought I confront, I'll remember.

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stephanie-cordero-1

Mexican

Published: Mar 22, 2012
LinesWords: 632

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