I had a thought tonight, which was most likely the result of the pitter-patter of ice outside of a sleepy midnight shopping center. The sound of the frozen rain against the double doors resonated with a delicate rythm, pulsing softely through the deserted building like the strokes of brush-sticks against a loose snare. Without missing a beat, my
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i miss you more than life. what are you doing friday night after finals (partying with me!! that's what)
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