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Across from me is you. My eye's could never be so lucky. We sit here, with small talk on our tounges.
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Jun 9, 2011
Jun 9, 2011 at 7:20 AM UTC
Small talk
Across from me is you. My eye's could never be so lucky. We sit here, with small talk on our tounges.
©SeanaseaWallen 2010
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Jun 9, 2011
Jun 9, 2011 at 7:20 AM UTC
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