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Oct 2014
I remember dreams for hours.
Of making our dreams come true.
I remember all those cold, cold showers from just talking to you.

Just  talking to you.
Just listening to you.
I remember all of this.
All way down to our first kiss.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   Joseph Schneider
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