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Feb 2013
Grew up on a cloud of confusion.
We grew up far too soon.

Days of simplicity,
Now nothing more than a thought..

The fog is thick,
And it feels like forever.


All we have left are the memories.
amt
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amt  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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