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you're that one perfect person who's hand seems to fit inmine, like puzzle pieces made just for each other, and i feel as if i am the luckiest person in the entire world. that's because i am, because through all the people in the world, our eyes managed to lock onto each other's, and the sparks flew.
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
the sparks between us
you're that one perfect person who's hand seems to fit inmine, like puzzle pieces made just for each other, and i feel as if i am the luckiest person in the entire world. that's because i am, because through all the people in the world, our eyes managed to lock onto each other's, and the sparks flew.
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
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