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This morning. Cream. Staring out that window. Two sugars. And You. Smiling. Why would you want yours any other way?
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
Coffee
This morning. Cream. Staring out that window. Two sugars. And You. Smiling. Why would you want yours any other way?
zaches
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
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