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FOR ALL YOU F**KS OUT THERE, AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE:
A glance. A nod. A smile. Some inside joke that burns at the soul. All in good taste but the taste it leaves is bitter.
Please let one of us die "part time friend". Then at least it would be over.
"From what I can see, my blood is pleasing to my friend's sight".
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