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I do come back in dreams, lies and broken down deja vu, only I can't find my way back to you. I can't sneak out the old window, I can't wait for the bus. I can't write you letters. I can't keep thinking of us. How are you doing today? I miss hearing your stories. I miss hearing your laugh. I miss being Eleanor.
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:41 AM UTC
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I do come back in dreams, lies and broken down deja vu, only I can't find my way back to you. I can't sneak out the old window, I can't wait for the bus. I can't write you letters. I can't keep thinking of us. How are you doing today? I miss hearing your stories. I miss hearing your laugh. I miss being Eleanor.
09.16.18 21:42 (with references to Rainbow Rowell's "Eleanor and Park")
jnellet
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:41 AM UTC
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