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my skin dances with goosebumps whenever you touch me, every single time your skin traces mine; it's like my whole body is lit with sparks. when you smile, or laugh - and your genuine laugh, that cackle i know you hate so much, when you tip your head back and your face flushes red, it makes me feel like i'm back in third year. you make me feel alive, george.

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