i really tried to talk shit about you, it was my first time i think, it felt awful and dirty, totally unrewarding. it made me think of how you saw people, so fucking good,
and i saw your brother, and his hair was long, and his smile was yours, i missed you, for i am sad always.
and i saw your brother, and his hair was long, and his smile was yours, i missed you, for i am sad always.
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