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"He was there, on the bus not even five feet away, I almost cried in his arms, I decided not to because I didn't want him to feel bad for me, I wanted to hold his hand when his eyes were filled with sadness but instead I sat with him and layed my head on his shoulder, he helped me and I wanted to be there for him but he moved to the back of the bus I'll talk to him on Monday"

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