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Jan 2013
oh, what would i not do
to relive our first kiss
and that uncomfortable unfamiliarity
of seeing your face properly
for the first time.
that night of our first snow,
when every flake was a spoken word
and every move, so incorrigibly impetuous.
Neha Singh
Written by
Neha Singh  Bangalore, India
(Bangalore, India)   
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   ---, Niveda Nahta and ---
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