Underneath my lashes I watched him, and I thought,Come back. Be the you I love and remember
It's Not Summer Without Youi worried he'd let go, but he didn't. We held hands like this the whole rest of the way home.
It's Not Summer Without YouReligious belief is without reason and without dignity, and its record is near-universally dreadful.
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