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Dec 2018
When your hand finds mine
And my lips meet yours
I can't help but think we were
Made for each other
But then I feel your
Heartbeat
And I realize we are two puzzle pieces
Who almost match
But Iā€™m the wrong shade of
Blue
Written by
pip
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