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I met him at college. We used to have History classes in common. He was playing smoothly, his fingers like feathers touching the keys. It was so easy for him, right? As if he was born to do that. Well, as you may suppose, I fell in love with him. A boy.
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Just something I randomly wrote while I was doing my hair so it's not really good or creative hhahaha sorry, I don't even know why I'm posting this but anyway......enjoy
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