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Loss

It was in blue jeans and a blue shirt lying on a blue bed that it remembered me of Gatsby in his white suit with his white car and his white house and it's important not to cry I mean, you have to cry.

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dav-frayne

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Published: Feb 22, 2010
LinesWords: 144

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