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EVERY NIGHT I FIND MYSELF FALLING ASLEEP WITH THE THOUGHT THAT MAYBE ONE NIGHT IT'LL BE YOU BESIDE ME AND THEN EVERY OTHER NIGHT UNTIL WE BECOME IMMORTAL, BUT YOU'VE ALWAYS SAID THAT THAT CAN NEVER HAPPEN BUT I STILL HAVE HOPE SO PLEASE DON'T BLOW OUT THE FLAME JUST YET.

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she introduced me to 'scream' poetry and I happen to have taken a liking to it.

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