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The most fragile of truces, held together on a silver hair's breadth. Sail your fingers across the ocean between our shipwrecked bodies and say it will all be ok. It has to be ok.

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alex-clarke

For You?

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alex-clarke

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Oct 10, 2014

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Notes: 'This could be the end of everything...'

- Somewhere Only We Know, Keane
Tags: #love #sad

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