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Olive

You know what?

I will fight

Because it's difficult

Because the lows are so ******* low

Because the night air chills my damp shirtsleeves

Because sometimes the walls are impenetrable

Because I do it the hard way

But really because

He always says it back

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carly-a
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Mar 15, 2013
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