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hello_elisa
19/F/Mauritius Hi I'm from Mauritius / I used to get more and more inspired by listening to music. I love imagining. I only write what's on my mind
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The lecturer was sitting next to me. He was an architect, an artist, who was according to me his time about architecture lessons. Oh! We were connected. I felt it when I decided to trust my subconscious. I felt that is was something reciprocal as if we were telling stories. I felt the warmth of our cheeks. It was a combination of sincerity and a strong desire. That was so naturally and nicely said that it created a mystery. After some minutes, we entered the class. The feeling doesn't want to stop. After an hour of theory explanation, I knew it was the time to go. He was next to me and it was like we didn't want to stop the little trip and then my gaze turned to him at the same time that he did it too. Oh my god! The truth was revealed!. That was so real! We couldn't stop letting go every time we saw us.
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:58 AM UTC
hello_elisa
Something real
The lecturer was sitting next to me. He was an architect, an artist, who was according to me his time about architecture lessons. Oh! We were connected. I felt it when I decided to trust my subconscious. I felt that is was something reciprocal as if we were telling stories. I felt the warmth of our cheeks. It was a combination of sincerity and a strong desire. That was so naturally and nicely said that it created a mystery. After some minutes, we entered the class. The feeling doesn't want to stop. After an hour of theory explanation, I knew it was the time to go. He was next to me and it was like we didn't want to stop the little trip and then my gaze turned to him at the same time that he did it too. Oh my god! The truth was revealed!. That was so real! We couldn't stop letting go every time we saw us.
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