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After the classes you would invite me for a meetup

I would abruptly jolt off to apply an adequate lip tint and blush I consider as makeup

And we'd go to abandoned building as we hurry up

I felt yourself hand tightly clasped to mine on the gloomy staircase until we reached the rooftop

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