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Dec 2014
somehow I found myself underneath the mistletoe;
with the taste of wine lingering on my lips,
wishing that it was you here in front of me,
instead of all of these gifts ,
and if only for just a moment,
temporarily mine
to kiss.
20something
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20something  23/F
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