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Thursday, March 24, 2005

seven hundred and sixty moons with countless hours in between is seven hundred and sixty moons under which I wished you'd be here with me. Days have come and other gone the months were painful is two years now and I have not lost hope; I know that you will return. Seven hundred and sixty moons that... Sign in to see full entry.

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