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How do you say goodbye to someone you can't imagine living without? I didn't say goodbye.
I didn't say anything. I just walked away.
I didn't say anything. I just walked away.
It took me nearly a year to get here. It wasn't so hard to cross that street after all, it all depends on who's waiting for you on the other side.
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1 comentario:
how will they remember you, as the woman who ate blueberry pies or the jilted lover?
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