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one-time-i-dreamt:

My ex friend was yelling at me near a hill, so I took out my gun and tried to shoot her. Then Obama jumped in harm’s way and got shot in the chest. I ran to him, sobbing. I hugged his body to me as he whispered his last words , “We protect our enemies, so that they one day would do the same for you.”

08 Nov 18   +  2,126 notes
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