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I saw him.

He walked away from me but ironically he left my heart beating irregularly.

I didn't drunk coffee before that moment so I don't know why?

Maybe it's just my nerves.

Yeah. It's just that, nothing else.

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He told me a story.
I listened and wear my heart out in my sleeve.

There's really something about this man.

The mysterious nature attract me like a moth to a flame.

Only that I don't know if i'll be burned or I'll just look at him from a distance.

But one thing is for sure, I can't stop watching him.

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