GARBAGE what's garbage to you is another man's treasure or so a wise man once said a saying of such stupidity can mean so much in thinking of it you must wonder about all the people in our lives more importantly those we said goodbye to they were to ditsy or to tall or someother little thing a little thing we could not stand to us they were garbage we threw them out like yesterdays trash but as time progreses they find another and to this person they are treasure they see past all the little things those little things make up a person it really makes you stop and wonder just who the garbage in this tale is
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