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A gentle touch "My hands are cold" Sat in the car, secrets told One quick text A ride home in the rain She taught me how to smile again A lovely message A warm smile I probably could stay a while Coffee date I'm going to be late "I'll pick you up, it's on my way" A kind word A second or two "However can I repay you" A humble thanks for a compliment given I never knew someone could be so driven Positivity being something good and pure Your future is bright, of this I am sure
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
Rebecca
A gentle touch "My hands are cold" Sat in the car, secrets told One quick text A ride home in the rain She taught me how to smile again A lovely message A warm smile I probably could stay a while Coffee date I'm going to be late "I'll pick you up, it's on my way" A kind word A second or two "However can I repay you" A humble thanks for a compliment given I never knew someone could be so driven Positivity being something good and pure Your future is bright, of this I am sure
It's late and I'm tired idk
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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