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Aug 2017
Where did you go to 1992, oh can I please follow you.

Oh are you really dead, just thinking about it makes me so sad.

Feels like just yesterday you were with me and we laughed and we cried, oh it was such a ride!

Oh 1992, can I still follow you? Can you come back just for a little while more? so I can remember all the beauties of the before.

Oh 1992 I miss you, you felt so short, its unfair, and now all i can do is remember.

Remember and learn how to make most of the time in our hands, because 1993 also ends.
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Meh  122/M
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