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Dec 2017
Our words don’t always mean what we say.
Sometimes you have to read between the lines of *******.
Odds are though nothing will change either way.
I laughed so hard whenever she told me that this was it.

By the time the door was shut I cried for several days.
I truly wished that I was dead.
Written by
TexasRambler  M/TX
(M/TX)   
170
   eileen
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