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Two Birds

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"What are you doing?" I hear harry say from beside me. I look over at him eyes still closed and I give him a nice smile. I could tell he smiled back just by the way he gave out a small laugh after 

"I'm allowing the world to bathe me" I reply now opening my eyes so I can see him. His hair long was glued too his face
A smile plastered too his lips. "You look pretty" I smile looking down at his hand laying open on the ground waiting for someone too hold it. I slowly move my hand into his feeling the sparks.Todos los derechos reservados

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