Wonderwall
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Last published Mon, Jan 20, 2014
Not only did I love him. I could tell the universe loved him too. More than any other, he was different. I mean, you would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with his hair. But I always noticed. After all, he was my Wonderwall...
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