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Missing High School


Gone. I really want to pet your furry little head. You were right there and now you're gone. I thought that you were mine, I never will deny that you're gone from my... Got plenty of new bros but they aren't the same. They weren't with me through the churchball games They've never given me a new nickname They weren't with me through the Algebra Pain (Seriously, we got a C+ it was really disappointing) Watching old videos just reminiscing Where are my boys, Nick, Abe and Clinton? Support's in the Fort where my boys know me But I'm like Kenya still so lonely.
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