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and she talked and talked about him, with fascination, amusement, joy, pride and just a bit of longing, as if he used to hold her hand and now he doesn't, as if he left before anyone said goodbye and had the chance for one last kiss.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
longing
and she talked and talked about him, with fascination, amusement, joy, pride and just a bit of longing, as if he used to hold her hand and now he doesn't, as if he left before anyone said goodbye and had the chance for one last kiss.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
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