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Apr 2015
As my fingers danced around your lovely face trying to memorize the lines, the curves, the slopes of your wonderful being
I was secretly whispering, singing in my mind I love you, yes , I love you. I kept saying this over and over and over again until tears fell down my cheeks because entailed with those I love yous were...
please don't hurt me.
Stephanie Escaño
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