Our Past Is Present

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I think to myself and say "All alone I wish I could sleep but than I wake up because when your gone I really hate my own dreams" "you love me that much?' a mans voice said. It was him he came back! "Why are you here?" "I couldn't sleep." He replies to me. We notice the time and go back to are normal lives. We desire to just be close friends until we know how to tame our love for eachother!

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