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#490
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Honey
Honeydew
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He did not want to bring up the depressing subject of leaving so soon, though he was sure it would not be long before they were to take to the carriages and leave anyways. Pressing the toe of his shoe to the stones of the garden beneath their feet, the boy looked off to the side. "When is it that we must take our leave, my lord?"
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to... ...I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
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Posted 07-23-2012, 04:10 PM
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