The eternal lock
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Friendship. A funny thing really. A best friend, always good to have. That one person that is there for you when ever they can. That one person that knows all your secrets, knows everything about you, but still loves you and never judges you. That person you, you trust with your life. That one special person you make that promise to. That lock. That last forever and a day.
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I know its not great, but i would like to hope the story is better than what this small paragraph does. Ok thanks bye.
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