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"Do you ever feel,
Like a plastic bag;
Drifting through the wind,
Wanting to
S t a r t a g a i n?"

today i approached you. you seemed nervous, so i just said i was at the wrong locker. but...why? why were you so nervous? i don't bite. i promise.

-luke xx

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