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A small little place is where I grew up, with a few close friends at my side. And on summer nights we'd walk the town, and watch the stars spread wide. So numerous and beautiful, my soul was filled with awe.
I find myself Looking back and  Remembering.   Remembering friends Loyal friends (Hunter and Kiss-of-Heaven) Happy friends (Panda-girl and Fragile-girl) Missing friends
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