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May 2017
The kind of connection where things are not perfect but when you kiss its
like that feeling on Christmas*
morning
The kind of connection
where he may not be beautiful but
you could swear that his eyes are
made from the dust of a falling star.
The kind of connection where he's the flame in the fire of every
*birthday candle you ever wished on
LS Martin
Written by
LS Martin  25/F/NeverLand
(25/F/NeverLand)   
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