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oLD TiMeS. 9:53 a.m. Dear Beh-Beh, Today, I'm going home. And nothing else really seems to matter. I only wish it were like old times. That way, you could be there again.. And I wouldn't feel so alone anymore. <3<3 Helen of Troy P.S. >> I'm going to see your mom on Saturday. Can't wait. |
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