Friends;

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We ran down the streets with stars in our eyes,
We spent our nights sneaking out and stargazing on rooftops,
And we spent our mornings waiting for the sun to rise and speaking endlessly about everything and nothing,
laughing till our stomachs hurt,
We inhaled dirt and exhaled bliss,
We had adventures, we explored, we danced freely, we listened to old songs and counted the stars, we broke the rules, chased our dreams, we created chaos, we were untouched by society, we were infinite and constantly on the search for our wonderland.

And in the end we found our wonderland in each other.


*a memory*

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