Friday, April 22
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- there's no underestimation of one's ability to amuse the other. you learn new things everyday, every minute and in every space, the mircroscorpic gap can bounced back twice with a whole new surprise, a shock that made you remember. or maybe just not.
have i forgotten how i used to be. have i crossed the other that you want and fear for me to and even so unwillingly walked me through this once fimiliar path. have you regretted it. i didn't think it's too late. fret not. sweets, is me. and you, are still, my, the sweetest.
all to be let go. all to be fred.
empty bottles not for me.
their yours, don't you see?
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