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I learnt what 17 meant: recklessness, glassy eyes and a firestorm in someone else's chest. 19: a smile carelessly left in the crook of my neck, an hour shy of a sunrise and a firestorm in my chest.

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Published: Jan 17, 2018
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Tags: #love

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