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Oct 2012
A soft tap on the glass.
The sound forever suspended in my memory like a photograph.
All other sound is just noise.
You look like an angel, standing in your own personal moonlight.
I pray to god that this is real because I have never seen anything so beautiful.
*I'm so ******* thrown...
Miss Rea
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Miss Rea
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