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Jan 2013
I don’t mind.
(but I do)

I haven’t thought about it since I heard it escape your lips.
(It’s been on replay)

Not at all.
(every minute)

It doesn’t bother me.
(can’t forget it)

I’m fine.
Deana Luna
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Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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