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6d
I rested my head on her shoulder
The smell of chlorine
It was on her clothes
It was in her hair
It was on her skin
I heard her breath
Steady and close
Too close?
Or not close enough?
All I wanted was to stay
To stay with her
But I knew
Of course I knew
I couldn't.
Written by
Sophia  14/F/CA
(14/F/CA)   
17
   Yashkrit Ray
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