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Jan 2016
he gave me his signature smirk
as i blushed and looked away.

he gently placed his right hand
on the bottom of my chin and
my eyes met his, and he said,

*"don't look down, babe, you look beautiful"
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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   Weeping willow
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