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Friday, 8 October 2010
After you left, everything lost it's colour.
I know you're sleeping now, and I'm trying hard not to be selfish.
But I wish the phone would ring now, with your number.
& tong, ily kay, hang in there. I can't do much to make you feel better, but at least you won't be alone (:
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