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This one is funny to me because I used it as my POF profile message at one point. It cracks me up... ---- Imagine a world beyond belief, everyone has beauty underneath, like that's some sort of relief. Ourselves, under all that skin. How few people we really let in? How few become dear to you? How many slip on through? I think I think too much, about lovers, and dreamers and such. Ramble on, and on, and on...Until everything is gone. Like Monday making the events of Friday night over discussed. Parental double-standards when their child cussed. Imagine a comrade, companion, just company. Some manner of moments, made by you and me.
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 5:09 PM UTC
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This one is funny to me because I used it as my POF profile message at one point. It cracks me up... ---- Imagine a world beyond belief, everyone has beauty underneath, like that's some sort of relief. Ourselves, under all that skin. How few people we really let in? How few become dear to you? How many slip on through? I think I think too much, about lovers, and dreamers and such. Ramble on, and on, and on...Until everything is gone. Like Monday making the events of Friday night over discussed. Parental double-standards when their child cussed. Imagine a comrade, companion, just company. Some manner of moments, made by you and me.
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joe-milton
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 5:09 PM UTC
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