Remeber every night before bed we would run to the field behind meadow lands? And we would make this weird sort of traingle shape thing, lying our heads on each other's bellies, gazing at the stars, trying to find our constelation. And we would talk, and talk, untill the dorm lady person came and made us go to bed. remember the cool night air? remember the stars, and how brightly they glowed? remember all the good times?
remeber playing catches with oranges? remeber making pita's on grace's belly? remmebr all our canoe trip adventures? them spoons? underline? i miss you guys, a whole lot. We'll always be GAR.
remeber playing catches with oranges? remeber making pita's on grace's belly? remmebr all our canoe trip adventures? them spoons? underline? i miss you guys, a whole lot. We'll always be GAR.

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