Dear Hope
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Complete Fri, Jan 17, 2014<5 mins
[COMPLETED ONE-SHOT] I've been thinking about you a lot lately, and all of the good memories that we shared. Things are so different without you, and I'm different without you. Maybe one day you'll come back to me.
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