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The splitting of years was spent in a small room with a lovely group of nine people, surrounded by smoke and the sounds of the nineties. Elena, with her laughter infused with gold. Liam, with his thick dark curls. Fritz, with his polite disregard. Jonah, with his Iron Maiden shirt. Kelly, with her eyes of nature. Hannah, with quite understanding. Erin, with her love of all things beautiful. Dylan, with his smile of a deep purple. Dennis, with his acid fried heart, still beating with love. Beautiful people and beautiful dreams. Here's to a beautiful year.
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
Splitting of the Years
The splitting of years was spent in a small room with a lovely group of nine people, surrounded by smoke and the sounds of the nineties. Elena, with her laughter infused with gold. Liam, with his thick dark curls. Fritz, with his polite disregard. Jonah, with his Iron Maiden shirt. Kelly, with her eyes of nature. Hannah, with quite understanding. Erin, with her love of all things beautiful. Dylan, with his smile of a deep purple. Dennis, with his acid fried heart, still beating with love. Beautiful people and beautiful dreams. Here's to a beautiful year.
jeremy-duff
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
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