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Dec 2018
inhaling the third time, it hits me
giddy and careless, i smile
there's no where else i'd rather be
just here
with you
under this umbrella in the pouring rain
my clothes are still getting wet
but it doesn't matter
nothing does right now
nothing matters
Mida Burtons
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Mida Burtons  17/F/Bristol
(17/F/Bristol)   
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