neuf

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The bus came to a halt and I was still stood up for you, rather than my only ride home.
This was it.
I was going to finally talk to you.
The girl I had been eyeing while waiting for my bus.
The girl I had decided was more important the my bus.
The most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on.

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