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back, from so long gone, but returned, how I've missed you my sweet, the days go by but the memory stays, oh, the good old days, dreamed about her, for the first time in a long time, awkward, painful, uncomfortable, but no problem for her, like I was still a friend or something. strange. sighting of the start of this all, just across the way, not far, not near, close, but not at all. news? new? working, living, playing, can't be competative, can only goof off, can play when we can, not much question
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