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Stories by amoureux
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Sometimes, when I'm staring into space, I wonder who she writes for.
In Chasing and Crashing
My story is not a letter.
This is about chasing.
Chasing and running out of breath.
Running out of breath...
...
Starting Over Again
And as things started over once again, I knew that 'friends' were all that we could ever be.