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Me and My Halfwit

We never thought we would understand the touches of sarcasm made by each other, the choices made for each other, and the horrible love for each other. We never knew we would stay in down in the dumps of each other, while tying the shoes, while missing the homes. Words were many, memories are sweet and You are the grin from cheek to the cheek of mine. Don’t know, when it will become the same nostalgic… Don’t know , when you’ll become the same halfwit… Until then I miss you.

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