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I looked with the intent to hear his thoughts- Both of us held used booklets. "She symbolizes passivity," he, in acquiescence, whispered. My espionage, my love, won thusly: Before his whisp'ring ceased, Great passivity fell like a curtain Between that sweet boy and me.
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
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I looked with the intent to hear his thoughts- Both of us held used booklets. "She symbolizes passivity," he, in acquiescence, whispered. My espionage, my love, won thusly: Before his whisp'ring ceased, Great passivity fell like a curtain Between that sweet boy and me.
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
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