On nights like that when everyone is there, nights that fill me with the joy of having so many friends, nights that seem perfect, I’m almost lost for words… Despite it being a leaving party, it’s not as if we’ll lose touch; so I feel it was okay to revel in the joyous emotion of the evening.
Grasping Perfection Once Again
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