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2d
I can feel his breathing force on my cheeks
I can smell his scent gloriously
I can feel the pressure of his heart
I can sense his shattered past roaming in the face
I can see the wellness for having a sight of me
I can see the tension of threading of words when speaking of me
I can sense him romanticizing of our characters through the cartoon.
Written by
Amulya Sharma  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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   Haylee, James Ignotus and Wyatt
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