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I have this childhood friend.
We don’t talk often, but we when we do it’s natural.
We go on trips and it feels like old times.
I miss her.
She is a part of me.
I love you, Ying.

I have this childhood friend.

We don’t talk often, but we when we do it’s natural.

We go on trips and it feels like old times.

I miss her.

She is a part of me.

I love you, Ying.

May 31, 2010
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