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Nov 2018
long talks
I miss those with you
where we could babble on about nothing and everything at once
for the longest time
we would start at 9pm and fall asleep at 4am
we were both so open
nothing seemed to be hidden
long talks
sometimes we would laugh
sometimes we would cry
every night was different
I would trade anything to have those conversations again
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   Benjamin
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