july 11th, 2004 / 1:07 a.m.

i got a postcard from warsaw that said you were doing well. i found i left my heart somewhere in ireland, cause that was the last time i think i was truly happy, with no restraints. i wish i was in france, cause i'm sure the girls there would love a guy like me. and i'm stuck here in wrentham dreaming about all these places..

and globes and maps....

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