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Lost in TranslationIt was mild day, something for which Louis was quite grateful as he arrived on the school grounds that morning on his most hated mode of transportation: the bicycle. Locking his bike to the rack, (Ignoring the fact that he hated the bike, he'd have to walk to school should it be stolen. Something out of the question as he refused to get up earlier than he already did.) he turned around only to nearly collide with a shorter boy he had not seen before.Lost in Translation
Standing what could be no more than three paces in front of him, the boy looked up at him with dark brown eyes obscured by scraggly black locks and set in a finely tanned skin. His o
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"See ya, sorry.
Turn and worry.
Best buds, forever and more.
Twisted smiles,
Hearts in war.
Just gotta remember,
The old times,
I'm Sorry, I'm Sorry,
Don't worry, Don't worry,
I'm long gone."
-JCE
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