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February
February I think it was the February of the junior year, when I returned from my German Exchange Program that I laid my eyes on him. No...I don’t think, I ...
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February
February I think it was the February of the junior year, when I returned from my German Exchange Program that I laid my eyes on him. No...I don’t think, I ...
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this is a poem about love
I love the way you’re out of this worldA wise man, twisting theories in your mindI love the way your eyes twinkle When you turn into a reckless childAnd the ...