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I don't care I never did anyway I really do but I hate to admit it, and all I care about right now is the burning sensation running down my throat and the harsh 3am wind slapping me across the face. I unsuccessfully avoid the cracks in the path as I try to forget it all but with each step and sip you occupy more of my mind and maybe that's a sign. I walk past the movie theatre where we first made out and I still remember the title of the film we missed but you've probably forgotten it by now.

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