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Dear, you. It's been a while. How are you? I'm in Canada, with Pippa. A quiet life. I still remember when we first met, ah- the nostalgia We were just kids in love. And oh those memories, the good and the bad, they still haunt me every night. You- you, you, are a regret. I've ever so regretted you, since the day I fell in love, you are a regret i've always loved. Remember our dance under the stars? You were pretty in a dress, and I was handsome in a tuxedo. I keep thinking of you, and everything that comes with you. and it's hard to forget you. Love, Charlie.
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
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Dear, you. It's been a while. How are you? I'm in Canada, with Pippa. A quiet life. I still remember when we first met, ah- the nostalgia We were just kids in love. And oh those memories, the good and the bad, they still haunt me every night. You- you, you, are a regret. I've ever so regretted you, since the day I fell in love, you are a regret i've always loved. Remember our dance under the stars? You were pretty in a dress, and I was handsome in a tuxedo. I keep thinking of you, and everything that comes with you. and it's hard to forget you. Love, Charlie.
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
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