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SHE STOOD, AND THE SWEEPING MOUTH OF THE SUN BLUSHED OVER THE SKIN. © 2020, tigerlily
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"We don't stop kissing until the bell rings. That's when she pulls away and waves good-bye. I'm not in a rush to get to class in the same way that she is so I stand there, goofy looking, lips swolen with a smile on my face." A compilation of stories about teenagers that I randomly came up with on the spot. Suggetions always appreciated!

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