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Dec 2018
i could’ve stood there
in the freezing cold
talking to you
for the rest of my life.
my toes were numb,
but my smile was bright.
thanks for walking with me to get hot chocolate.
i felt warm and fuzzy for the rest of the night.
i can barely remember if we won the game.
Written by
olivia anne  17/F
(17/F)   
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       olivia anne, Jen, JL Smith, --- and Manuel Hutchinson
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