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Jun 2018
i miss when we used to hang out and the way you made me laugh
i miss the conversations and the time that we had
i miss the way you would say nothing, and i would say nothing too;
i just hate it but, i miss you.
Written by
Liz  16/F/My house
(16/F/My house)   
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