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HOW COME
HOW COME
We were together after I was alone for so many long awful months; it seems I cope best when I’m happy with a gal. My friend Karen sees this, anyhow you left me after three months and looking back I see we’d of never worked. I saw you a couple of times, one after I’d been on a date with another strange gal in Manchester; I felt rather strange seeing you in town and you looking...
Thursday 8th March 2012 11:41 pm
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