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Aug 2014
sometimes
we all forget whats important
and whats simply not
but we all find our way,
you are my way
and you are whats important
if it wasn't for you i wouldn't be here
thank you for that,
but i now realize
that the damage has already been done
and so am i
so thank you but i'm sorry

(a.b)
nnylhsa
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nnylhsa  new york
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