HE ASKED,
I SMILED,
OUR LIPS TOUCHED.
THEN I WOKE UP
FROM MY DREAM.
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HE ASKED,
I SMILED,
OUR LIPS TOUCHED.
THEN I WOKE UP
FROM MY DREAM.
dedicated to bloodangel_
