Duration: 49:16
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Submitted: 3 years ago
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Childhood was a place the bus came once a day.
I spent my summer days like always playing in my secret fort.
One day the rain came, and in the downpour at the bus stop, we met.
«i seen this a couple years ago and now i found it, W»
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