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My friends are sick of hearing your name
My friends are sick of seeing me heartbroken
My friends are sick of giving me advice about you
My friends don’t deserve it
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Carol Saint Martin
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The glass of Absinthe sat before me. It’s quite amazing how despite such terror rendered upon their stones in the preceding decades, these streets still held the beauty I first read about as a girl. I never dreamed I’d set foot on these cobbles, at least not safely.
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