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When this is over, our eyes they shall meet. My heart, it will flutter, as you pull out my seat. Light hearted banter, what should be the first toast Cocktails or bubbles; what have we missed most? ​ My hand may graze yours lightly, no longer a crime. Our smiles will glow brightly, your grin matching mine. We'll savour each second, indulge in each 'feel.' Zoom; you were great, but life is best 'real.' ​ Surrounded by laughter, the warmth of a crowd Won't hear my own thoughts; will LOVE that it's loud. Giddy with excitement, for I've had time to think; Yes please mr barman, I'll order my drink.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 5:00 PM UTC
When this is over
When this is over, our eyes they shall meet. My heart, it will flutter, as you pull out my seat. Light hearted banter, what should be the first toast Cocktails or bubbles; what have we missed most? ​ My hand may graze yours lightly, no longer a crime. Our smiles will glow brightly, your grin matching mine. We'll savour each second, indulge in each 'feel.' Zoom; you were great, but life is best 'real.' ​ Surrounded by laughter, the warmth of a crowd Won't hear my own thoughts; will LOVE that it's loud. Giddy with excitement, for I've had time to think; Yes please mr barman, I'll order my drink.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 5:00 PM UTC
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