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Feb 2018
My hands reached for yours
Holding them in between
Just like it happened
In all dreams, I had seen

You smiled; I smiled
"You are beautiful," I said
"No. You are." You said
As if in protest.
Written by
Kush  19/M/India
   Tash Mckay and jza aguilar
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