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i used to have a friend. we were best friends but we went to other classes. we talked and texted every day. suddenly you stop talking to me and answering my messeges. now we are not friends. we pass each other in the corridor. we ignore each other. sometimes i look in your direction. and you know what? i still like you. and i miss you so much.

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