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Laying on a cold road in the middle of the night holding a strangers hand. Looking up in the blue sky even though no stars appear we keep on looking up. Laughing over nothing and nothing else than us doing nothing at 1am Living like there is a tommorrow to lay, look, laugh and live a day more to share with him.
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
Lay, look, laugh and live
Laying on a cold road in the middle of the night holding a strangers hand. Looking up in the blue sky even though no stars appear we keep on looking up. Laughing over nothing and nothing else than us doing nothing at 1am Living like there is a tommorrow to lay, look, laugh and live a day more to share with him.
Clindballe
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
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