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Dec 2014
I feel very adult
when I complain
about you. But maybe
I don't ever wanna
graduate.

I'll stay seventeen
forever, please, because
we both know I am the
freckle on your pinky finger.
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   Devon Webb, Bluebird and Azaria
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