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May 2014
All the best nights of my life
have faded with time into the air I breathe
have solidified with time into the foundations
upon which I build my life. All the laughter
and sometimes tears, all the embraces
and the early morning chatter which is so abstract
and yet so real, I will never remember exactly
as it was, but they make me love you
all the more, nonetheless.
April 8, 2014
12:45 PM
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   Jonny Angel
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