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One in the morning and I'm wishing upon the whistle of a passenger train that you were here with me. Counting down the days until I am able to see you again. I want to say I have never felt this way. Standing in the shower, water running down my face. You and I are more than just two frames. We are supplementary. You are not just a soul case.
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
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One in the morning and I'm wishing upon the whistle of a passenger train that you were here with me. Counting down the days until I am able to see you again. I want to say I have never felt this way. Standing in the shower, water running down my face. You and I are more than just two frames. We are supplementary. You are not just a soul case.
Hewasminemoon
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
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