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he wont know what a friends hes got
untill your gone he wont be able to tell your the only one you and him him and you you fit together just you two not whats her face never that one guy its out in the open you dont need a spy you are good friends you’d make a better couple whats his problem whats the trouble he loves you he just doesnt know it you love him you just gotta show it either way... you’ll always be friends best or more than... it all depends
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