Moments To Hold
- LECTURES 57
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- Chapitres 2
Mots-clésnon-fiction
"He pulled my hood off of my head and I felt exposed. The wind blew at my cheeks. I didn't mind though. I shifted my arms around his neck a little, so I was holding hands with myself. It was cold.
We continued these dancing motions for a while. I'm not exaggerating when I say it went on for at least an hour."
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