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.... The heart in that wooden box has your name written everywhere on...He messed up, and Brendon slipped through his fingers, and now Brendon’s...?” he whispers, wishing he had X-Ray vision, so he could just...sits here long enough, Brendon will walk through the doors. Brendon will smile...it’s not his Brendon walking through the door. “I miss him too... him sadly as he walks through until he reaches the bedroom....

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