was chatting to my neighbour other night. it was still, the leaves hardly rustled. the bricks of the house were still warm from the heat of the day. she said to me with fist on chest that when she pats her dog and looks up at the stars she thinks - yeah, there must be a god.
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thankz hanza!! edit made
still laughing about 'they must be a god' who are you? - charlie
have i even met you? - charlie
you checky tiger
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