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Oct 2014
it's been a year and twenty two days and twenty three hours and fifty minutes and nineteen seconds and
i still can't tell if it was lust or loneliness
mean or meaning
all i ever really know is that
all i every really wanted was to sleep with you
in every sense of the saying
YEARS|DAYS|HOURS|MINUTES|SECONDS
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   dania, --- and Erenn
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