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Feb 2013
How do I know if your sweet brown eyes look at me with fondness or an average friendship?
If only I could find it midst the stacks of mix cd's and oreo brownies made not from request but from simply wanting to.
In there lies the true meaning of what this all is, and what it may all turn out to be.
Jennifer
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