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The first time I saw her,

she was walking in

while I was walking out of this bibliotheca.

And then, everything happened at once.

Our hands merely brushed,

but, I felt a shock

and fireworks burst inside me.

I turned around,

searching for the one who made me feel so overwhelmed

and yet, so enchanted.

I saw a girl in a black knitted sweater,

with  a white shirt underneath.

In a denim skirt and black converse,

she already had books sprawled in front of her.

Her face pale and hair russet brown,

almost reaching her waist in a ponytail.

My heart beating fast,

I couldn't talk to her

and I didn't,

But, she never left my mind

until I saw her again,

the very next day.

And I swear from that moment,

the library became my favorite place.

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