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Jun 2014
Have you ever found a new favourite thing?
And the old things are forgotten..
Or disliked..
Well that's how she was.
She became your new favourite thing.
Leaving me in the shadows,
Pondering what it meant to be alive.
Sometimes people find someone new
Ruthie
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Ruthie  Dublin, Ireland
(Dublin, Ireland)   
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