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Sep 2017
it wasnt the smile
it wasnt the way she read books at the coffee shop
she was quite
lost
you couldnt read her
it took more than small talk and a glance in her eyes to understand her
that's what was attractive about her
she was a mystery
and i wanted to solve it
Written by
littlelostthoughts
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