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Feb 2015
Random texts, confused conversation,
and practically dying of this anticipation.
Secret glances, embarrassed blushing ,
and trying to calm the heart that's rushing.
I wish I knew what was going on. There's just so much I don't know
Danielle Barlow
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Danielle Barlow
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