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Feb 2019
My iced coffee and your warm coffee infront of each other,
my blushing cheeks and your damp umbrella.

Our bed time stories filling up the distance between us two,
and before you know it,
time was up and we need to part ways.

You opened up your umbrella and walked away without saying goodbye and all I did was watch your black shirted figure walking farther and farther away.
6 pm coffee break with him after school
Rose Everest
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Rose Everest  16/F
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