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it had started to rain, but we didnt care every word that was spoken held onto the air |
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i got a lot of great stuff for christmas. a lot of things i asked for. but box after box i opened and peeked down at..you weren't in. the friend i got wasn't you...ramsy is my bird and my new friend. he hears everything about you and how much i adore you. ...hurry up and call me boyface. i miss your voice |