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nostalgia
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Saturday, July 16, 2011
The Boy Who lived...come to die.
Yer a wizard Harry.
And thus, my childhood began.
Are you alright Freddie? Yeah. Me too.
And thus, Niagara Falls migrates on to my face.
The scar had not pained Harry for 19 years. All was well.
And thus, my childhood ended.
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