Then there were those days,
When we stood at the very edge of a tsuanami of our desires,
Daring it to overwhelm us.
Yet all it turned out to be was a mere puddle.
God bless our foolish souls.
Do you remember when i liked you,
And i gave you the license to abuse it,
To be used by you.
God bless your foolish soul.
This is a T.Note
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