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Mar 22
As your lips find their home against mine
Our breathing becomes one
And I can’t help but feel
Like we were put on this earth
For this very moment
Kismet: (n.). destiny; fate.
Phia
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Phia  25/F/In My Own World
(25/F/In My Own World)   
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