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Mar 2014
i miss the "good 'ol days"
when we would hang out every day.
when we would lie in the grass and look up at
the clouds go by.
i miss hugging you by the tree.
i miss yelling *****
loudly as we can
at random people

yeah its stupid................i know............................ but i miss it.
and my question to you is
do you?
the ginger bread man
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the ginger bread man  iceland
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     Jayanta and patty m
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