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Sunday, February 23, 2014
A simple bunch of pink roses
Could mean so much. I know that now. Every little thing makes a difference. Every action will be remembered.
I never felt this appreciated for something as simple as roses that I bought. Even though it wiltered, she keeps it. The feels...
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