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i sit on the bench, sobbing

you walk to me,

tilt your head in confusion,

and ask me, "why are you crying, miss?"

i wipe my tears away, "i'm not."

my boyfriend just broke up with me

through a fucking text

but why would i tell that to a stranger, right?

you take out a tissue

and hand it to me

you are incredibly handsome

and i can't believe someone like you really exists

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