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| silentbob |
shes perfect in her own way smoke rings rising to the winter grey shining stepping off a silver train shes amazing in her own way always moving to a better place laughing you won't get to her softer traits im getting that sick taste in my mouth from the medicine i can't keep down. you know time heals nothing by itself. i see that ever so clearly now. the lights had just gone out at rockerfeller senter. take it slow and make it softer. easy likes it nice and steady she looks just alittle bit different now. maybe a little bit softer around her eyes. |
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