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May 2018
The wind is blowing calmly
The night's dark and chilly
"I'm feeling cold" she said

Slowly he looked at those sparkling eyes and gently whispered
" Then go home and ask your mom for a coat "

And there, the magic ends.
Date nightmares!
Nikole L
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Nikole L  24/F/Nowhere
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