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There is a place I can't stop thinking about thinking how  special it was to me There is a feeling I feel picturing someone else there someone else feeling the way I used to It was her special little place and I know someone else before me was there also I was her special little company there and I wanted to be the last one sharing the place I know it better than the person after me touching the skin I used to touch I know it better than the person sitting there seeing the sights I used to see Her special little place became our special little place but now it's gone Her special little place became my special little memory but now it's gone
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
Our special little place
There is a place I can't stop thinking about thinking how  special it was to me There is a feeling I feel picturing someone else there someone else feeling the way I used to It was her special little place and I know someone else before me was there also I was her special little company there and I wanted to be the last one sharing the place I know it better than the person after me touching the skin I used to touch I know it better than the person sitting there seeing the sights I used to see Her special little place became our special little place but now it's gone Her special little place became my special little memory but now it's gone
drin-tashi
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
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