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Sep 2021
Little grins at your
„Just send texts”
Butterfly laughs when
My phone calls

Colours turn more vivid
As soon as I think
Of tasting these
Soft and sweet lips

Feel us dancing
Just the moment i hear
Some pretty, upbeat melody

Universe feels little better
With dreamy visions
Yet I wanna know
Will he turn out though
To be the boy I hope for?
We’re meeting next week for the 1st time<3
Written by
Clarissa  17/F
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