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She moved away when I turned 9. She's the best drummer I've ever met. He used to sing Ocean Avenue when we walked to class. He said that no one could keep secrets quite like me. He told me to learn how to say no. It didn't seem as important as it does now. She was half my height but had twice the heart. She was the nicest friend I ever had. He'd wake up at four in the morning to go running. He read a lot of books and never spoke to me.   He wasn't quite the fastest swimmer on the team. I wasn't quite the slowest. She likes shelves and the color red. She hates sloths. He is the fastest swimmer I knew, but I'd never seen him swim. He told me that he liked my haircut when I hadn't cut my hair. He told me I owed him four years. I don't owe them anything.
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May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC
Friends and Acquaintances
She moved away when I turned 9. She's the best drummer I've ever met. He used to sing Ocean Avenue when we walked to class. He said that no one could keep secrets quite like me. He told me to learn how to say no. It didn't seem as important as it does now. She was half my height but had twice the heart. She was the nicest friend I ever had. He'd wake up at four in the morning to go running. He read a lot of books and never spoke to me.   He wasn't quite the fastest swimmer on the team. I wasn't quite the slowest. She likes shelves and the color red. She hates sloths. He is the fastest swimmer I knew, but I'd never seen him swim. He told me that he liked my haircut when I hadn't cut my hair. He told me I owed him four years. I don't owe them anything.
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May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC
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