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Hi Mr.
Well… here I am. Thinking of decades ago. I’m thinking of laughs, and talks, long walks, drinks in dive bars, staring at the stars. Kissing, dancing, and prancing about. I try not to think too much, as my heart starts to hurt. I think just enough to trigger some memories that bring a smile to my face.
Missing your face. Missing my friend. Missing times ago… and will I ever see you again.
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