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The 13th Thing

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I was 13 when I first understood the meaning of true love.

I was 13 when I had my first love, definitely the last.

I was 13 when he came.

I was 13 when he suddenly changed everything.

I was 13 when I left.

I was 13 when everything started to fall apart.

I was 13 when I realized i'm dying.All Rights Reserved

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