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old friends, old loves and the conversations that arised from them
I met an old friend of mine again.
The familiar laugh and the same pretty eyes I adored years ago. It's funny that in the end, you'll know that sometimes, the only way to keep people you love is to keep them as friends.
We climbed the most beautiful part of the city. Under the dim sky and above the bright lights, we talked about how we spent our lives while apart.
"Do you remember when I used to say that I love you?" I said
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The familiar laugh and the same pretty eyes I adored years ago. It's funny that in the end, you'll know that sometimes, the only way to keep people you love is to keep them as friends.
We climbed the most beautiful part of the city. Under the dim sky and above the bright lights, we talked about how we spent our lives while apart.
"Do you remember when I used to say that I love you?" I said
...
