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Mar 2020
Isn't it funny?
How one minute you depend on someone like they hold the entire world in their hand?
How in seconds, you can't even look them in the eye without biting your lip in pain?
How at the end of the day the person whom the best memories were made becomes a wave of sickening nostalgia?
Funny...isn't it?
part 2 ayeeeee
Ivy Davenport
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     ---, Wyatt and Ivy Davenport
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