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Olivia Christine Nov 2017
Hallway walking
Stopped and talking
You smile, I smile
You hug me tight and pull me in
You look in my eyes
And then it happened
We kissed
It felt so natural
So true
To lock my lips with yours
Fireworks, butterflies, so many things
All from one kiss
This is an older one, but I love it.

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