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he drove to the park
and we sat on a bench
looking out into the river
that was frozen over from
the cold winter weather
but we were all bundled up
and each had one headphone in
with arctic monkeys again
filling the background
and i saw his breath
and i wanted to keep it
the way it smelled
like cigarettes and altoids
and the way it was his
and anything that was his
i wanted to be mine

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