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<< 2003-12-06 | 3:35 a.m. >>-
she took the bear my best friend gave me four years ago when my dad died. The one I held onto driving to and from my dads funeral in OKC. The one that's been there ever since.
she's crossed the line. there's no going back. I'm waiting up for her.
