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Does It Ever Happen To You, When You're With Your Friends, They All Just Talking But You Look Up At Dark
Does it ever happen to you, when you're with your friends, they all just talking but you look up at dark sky, breathless seeing that most ignored glowing pearl and a silent voice in your head says 'Can we.. talk about stars?' but never dare to say.
- Aug, 21
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