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A kiss but a brief encounter of souls, through lips, but how does a moment contain such enormity when falling in love could taste like centuries.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
A Postcard, A Phonecall.
A kiss but a brief encounter of souls, through lips, but how does a moment contain such enormity when falling in love could taste like centuries.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
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