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"You hold the cure" he says. What do you mean Ty? He squints and smiles and strums harder. "We're all disease, you hold the key" Hm i have something to go with that may I chime in? "[Y/N] thought you never ask" ~You're an angel falling down, won't you tell us of the clouds~ I say shaking my head in rhythm to Tyler's ukulele. We laugh and our eyes meet. This moment would last forever on the left side of my brain.
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