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My dear friend, It might occur or not to you, 'you'll change'; eventually, Remember? I told you. Even if I knew this wi...
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My dear friend, It might occur or not to you, 'you'll change'; eventually, Remember? I told you. Even if I knew this wi...
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Eye to eye.. They never could see eye to eye. She liked cake. He liked pie. She liked chocolate. He liked vanilla. She liked the feel ...
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I see you growing everyday.. From the little fingers and nose, You turned into a beautiful Rose. I remember my sweet little sissy,...
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