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maybe it was a fit of nostalgia or the way the light reflected off the glass but I swore in passing I saw you and for a split second my heart stopped whether out of fear or joy I cannot say however at second glance it was a stranger so perhaps it was you after all
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
through a taxi window
maybe it was a fit of nostalgia or the way the light reflected off the glass but I swore in passing I saw you and for a split second my heart stopped whether out of fear or joy I cannot say however at second glance it was a stranger so perhaps it was you after all
sarah-garcia
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
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