Three

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That night i walked home slack mouthed and in pure and utter disbelief. I couldn't comprehend what was going through my mind, the feeling that was shrouding my thoughts. Was it love? The golden strands of truth in an age of cynicism. Yet for me they could never adequately capture the strands of emotion that tumbled through the air whenever my heart turned to him. And i didn't even know who he was.

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