Wherever You Are
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Ongoing26m
Last published Sun, Feb 14, 2016
It's been two years since he left. He was everywhere you looked; the radio, the television, the billboards. You couldn't escape the face that left you crying in the airport so long ago. You silently wonder if he thought about you as much as you thought about him.
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