I'm sitting on a bright red double decker bus, touring the streets of New York City and all I can think about is him.
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I Found My Home
Teen Fiction"what do you think is the meaning of love?" I asked and gently kicked his shin. Our eyes met, "I don't know." He replied looking down to his feet.
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I'm sitting on a bright red double decker bus, touring the streets of New York City and all I can think about is him.
