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Dec 2013
You and I
Used to be something
Talk all night
Used to mean something

And now we're
Strangers on the street
Share a glance
Strangers who won't meet

You and I
Used to be happy
You and I
Used to mean happy

And now we
Barely talk at all
A small word
Whispered in the hall

You and I
Used to be best friends
You and I
Will never be again
Josiah Wilson
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Josiah Wilson  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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