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i wondered if - since we were breathing in the same rythem, my chest against her back - if we were dreaming of the same things.
and when the sun came through my half open window and the wind blew the photos off the sil, i couldnt help but think that this is where i should have been all along.
and when the sun came through my half open window and the wind blew the photos off the sil, i couldnt help but think that this is where i should have been all along.