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Without her presence.

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BriannaBeanieSaur

bestfriend death depressed happy lasting long presence reflection return water

A poem about a lost friend. 
Someone she cared about.
That left her.

Let me know if you like it.Все права сохранены

bestfriend death depressed happy lasting long presence reflection return water

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Without her presence.
втр, мар. 26, 2013

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