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Nov 2020
He looked tired
Almost out of it
Disheveled hair
Bags under the eyes
Eyes staring into space
A huge grin instead of a scowl
That was what got my attention
I waved my hands in his face
He did not look annoyed
He did not protest
He just kept smiling
I’m in love
I nearly choked on my bagel
I coughed,
I sputtered
shook my head making my curls bounce
That’s the worst kind of insanity there is
He smiled again
I’m in love he said to no one
Ana Habib
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Ana Habib  28/F/Montreal, Qc
(28/F/Montreal, Qc)   
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