Heartbeats (ON HOLD)
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Heartbeats: the pulsation of the heart.
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"Omph."I'd groan, looking up from the floor, where i sat.
"Careful where you walk shortcake"The boy would smirk winking at me, walking off.
It was at that moment, Naomi could feel her heart beat in her chest.
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