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The clock is running down suddenly its real will this encounter show the truth of exactly how we feel Nerves I never knew before now flash before my mind will this moment show my future so I can leave my past behind As my heartbeat starts to quicken anticipation starts to rise what will I see revealed when I look into those eyes So many possibilities so many way this story ends will it end with us together as lovers or as friends
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Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 5:14 PM UTC
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The clock is running down suddenly its real will this encounter show the truth of exactly how we feel Nerves I never knew before now flash before my mind will this moment show my future so I can leave my past behind As my heartbeat starts to quicken anticipation starts to rise what will I see revealed when I look into those eyes So many possibilities so many way this story ends will it end with us together as lovers or as friends
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Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 5:14 PM UTC
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