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February
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- so, while the world fades from control I ask mysel...
- and for a moment there, I lost my breath.. just fo...
- Instead, I cry at night.
- could we keep walking, hand in hand? in a beautifu...
- I want to drive into the sunset. And just keep dri...
- He has kind eyes. The sort of eyes that you can lo...
- What do you think we can handle together? Honestly...
- I've seen the colour of hope. In your eyes, when y...
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January
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- teetering on the edge of hope, hoping she'll fall ...
- What does my heart matter? Tell me.
- that's genuine fear that has filled my eyes the ki...
- i wrote you a letter that you'll probably never re...
- What I need for you to do is chase me. Don't let m...
- you're for real, arent you. you're not just preten...
- i dont think i ask for too much. just enough. just...
- sometimes it's easier not to breathe.
- i'd like to be magnanimous to give and forgive i'd...
- she was afraid, she guessed, of those around her. ...
- could in agonising patience she wait when faith di...
- eyes clarion of blue, green perhaps grey, framed b...
- Time, I guess, to write again. But herein lies th...
- her mind as busy as the street from whence she wal...
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