Our time is sparse but we'll meet again, at the next liquid congregation
Whisked over the canyon, burnt our guise, shared a summer paradise,
Watch an Italian film, on spontaneity, made reality out of a dream,
Seeing bands based on a song, relaxing days with koppabums,
You’re like a drug, use exclamation marks far too much,
usually talking in incoherence, many conversations making little sense,
There are so many memories I have with you, and so many more I’m sure we’ll live through!
Love you coca-cola, Zimmerzimemr buddy, let’s period drama and simmer in the beauty!
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