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Sep 2019
Do you remember that sticky, summer night
The one where we stood hand in hand
In the middle of nowhere
In front of a sea of fireflies
The song of crickets swirling in the wind
You looked like an angel in the moonlight
Your eyes, so bright they looked silver
Do you remember that night?
I do.
9:56am
Riveá
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Riveá  18/F/Iowa
(18/F/Iowa)   
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     carson, Faith, Joel Mathew, Colm and Aubrey
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