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there she is

his eyes sparked with joy, but he didn't know why

'who is she?' he thought

she was at the bus stop, probably waiting for a bus, or for night to come

he was on the opposite side of the street, forgetting why he was there

'i may never see her again' with a sad thought he was dragged away from the spot by one of his friends

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