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May 2018
Palms sweaty,
Knees weak,
Pulse beating-
Faster and faster.

All I can think of
Is you and I don't
Know what to do-
I hate being in love.
Written by
Obscrea  18/F
       Jasmine Patrick, Victoria, Sanjali and Kalon
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